Okay, so this is Finnish??? since I would promise to God that this was roots Americana, borne of hard-living off a rural path in some southern town that has only one web traffic light, where the people work difficult all the time as well as dream of being somewhere else–somewhere they’ll never go.

And it type of is. Digger has been living a road life for ten years, going from town to town with his guitar, as he tells in the tune “Travelin’ Man”–trying to “settle down every now as well as then, however I am a traveling man…”

It’s a lonely album, full of soul, well-crafted as well as wonderful. Apparently, he’s been around a long time–but this is my very first introduction to him. as well as I’m (ahem) diggin’ him.
NEAR exit 27 by Digger Barnes

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