You could put that opening down as ambient, the sort that would have minds floating in space in fact. But the rock wasn’t long in rolling into town and with it a little realism to hold hands with all that dreaming. Them Jones come from Philadelphia (rather than the outer galaxy) and have a psychedelic department that operates seemlessly with the folk types downstairs to effect a little old and new, borrowed and blue, affecting and romantic and ultimately the sound of an optimist who might struggle finding the path to happy ever after. But once there is hope… KH
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