A few weeks ago, my friend Ryan Kerr played in my living room with some friends he was touring with.

One of those friends was JD Wright, a singer/songwriter from Detroit who grew up in a small coastal town overrun with tourists.

And as he played alone and unamplified in my living room, that sort of small-town disillusionment was the loudest part of his performance. But on record, he’s joined by a full band that puts some volume to his disenchantment—and with excellent results. Continue reading →