“He got a new mercy, a new grace, street-corner preacher with an angry face. He got two years off for good behavior, back in the neighborhood working for the savior.” A fine guitar blues, with a fine story line. The character has trouble “getting a job with a felony charge.” In today’s atmosphere of ‘justice’, one only needs to be accused to be considered guilty, this said from personal experience. Being found not guilty by a jury of my peers did not erase the false accusations. I can’t even imagine the folks who are guilty but serve their ‘debt to society’ and come out of prison free of that debt, yet unable to find folks to give them a break. Working for the savior is one path allowed, but won’t pay the bills so the character in this story found a job washing dishes. There’s more, I’m not going to give the whole story away. It’s a story worth hearing, and with the music it’s a story worth hearing over and over. Shoutouts for the soft rock flavor of Jails & Bombs, the country taste of Ease Back, the jazzy smiles of Baby I Want You, and the deep soulful seasonings of Won’t Let Me Go. Thanks for the variety of eartastes! Amos Lee
