This is the music of singer-songwriter Doug Cox, who is a little bit Steve Earle, a little bit Randy Newman, and not like ninety-nine percent of what I get sent to review for Razorcake. I like the songs and the recordings, but I imagine that Razorcake readers who latch onto this album will be few and far between. Maybe I am wrong. I hope I am wrong. If you find yourself needing a chill break from your go-to genres, branch out and give this album a shot.
–John Mule (Self-released)