Album Notes - Dean Johnson - Nothing for Me, Please
Man, this one has been striking the right chord since it found its way to me last week. It's like the Cactus Blossoms, if there were only one Burkum brother, combined with a Shakey Graves aesthetic and a little lo-fi Lord Huron thrown in, from a dude who looks like David Crosby crossed with how Aaron Rodgers is probably gonna look by August if not sooner. But three and a half out of four ain't bad!
Dean Johnson's debut is over a decade in the making, and Nothing for Me, Please is well worth a wait I never knew I was partaking in. It's befitting some summer front porch sitting with a cold glass of lemonade, a road trip into the forever horizon through Wyoming, or sipping a whiskey while conversing in a dirty saloon. All of which to say, Johnson's tunes are a soundtrack for when you're in no hurry to go anywhere or accomplish anything in particular. When music slows life down, count me in. This Seattleite sounds at home on the range as he assuredly nestles his way into listeners' hearts. I'll take at least one of Nothing for Me, Please.