Album Review: Providence Canyon by Brent Cobb

Clichés are clichés for a reason, goes the cliché - as Brent Cobb demonstrates in the title track to his latest LP, a tribute to throwing a cooler in your ride and heading down to a sacred spot to chill. That's the upshot of countless ham-handed country-radio anthems. But here, carefully-distilled acoustic and steel guitars sparkle, a Hammond B3 sighs over a loping beat and Cobb's exacting details (the sweet relief of a decisive spring day, name-carving in a red clay wall, stars falling, years passing) cast durable emotions in magical hi-res.

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