Graham Reid | | <1 min read
This slight American singer-songwriter impressed hugely on a brief New Zealand tour a few years ago when he delivered his reflective acoustic songs and wry between-songs banter to very small but appreciative audiences.
Cult figure then -- and much the same today I am guessing.
Here with a small string section (and his own impressive catalogue of keyboard and string instruments) he takes his dark brown, smoke-cured vocals through deceptively simple melodies, songs of yearning for love which have a slightly country inflection, and arrangements which shift from the sad to the emotionally searing.
Here are lullabys for the troubled who cannot find sleep or solace, flickers of hope in the darkness, pain tempered by understanding, and the personal elevated into the universal.
And memorable music with that burned-off voice taking you in and down.
There is a revealing interview with Hinson under Absolute Elsewhere here