The L.A. garage rocker unplugs & heads for Laurel Canyon on this folksy detour.

Swarms of harmony vocals caper among the clouds, but there’s a rider on the horizon, crossbow trained upon his very heart: the engine driving all the relationships of life, whether down Broadway or over the cliffs at night! Whatever doesn’t get killed is getting stronger all the time. A lean, mean deal, baked in saltwater and sunlight, compassion pouring out its beautiful blue eyes.”

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