I could quite possibly be the last person in the whole Americana circle to have heard of Grayson Capps. It’s funny, too, because some of the blogs I read on a daily basis have done pieces on him in the past, but for whatever reason I just didn’t listen to the songs. It took a little nudge by one of the fellas at Grayson’s record label to get me to cue up a little bit of his music. The rest, as they say, is history. So while I may be late to the bandwagon, I need someone to scoot over so I can hop on.
Songbones was released back in October on Hyena Records. It is, by all accounts, Grayson’s third release, but it was recorded prior to either of his previous efforts. It was recorded over the course of 5 hours in the ol’ 9th Ward Picking Parlor down in New Orleans. It features Grayson, an acoustic guitar, and his voice performing front porch, acoustic-blues music that drips with Southern soul. It reminds me of being a kid and sitting on my Great-Grandfather’s front porch during family functions and listening to the old men tell stories of varying truths. Subtle – Simple – Magical.
If these songs appeal to you and you wanna squeeze on the wagon with me, then you’d better jump. The album is being offered in a limited edition run of only 5000 copies, so snap it up while you can.