Sonny Landreth’s terrific solo re-introduction arrived 30 years ago this month, deftly sidestepping several pitfalls associated with guitar-sideman records.

Sonny Landreth reminds us just how important the blues is, as both foundation and (maybe most importantly) as launching pad.

Every bit of this song’s original impetus, that flinty anger, returns.

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Mike Zito’s life has taken him from St. Louis to Key West to southeast Texas. A deeply personal and sincere bluesman, Gone To Texas is Zito speaking — or singing, really both figuratively and literally about his long road to not only redemption, but also outright triumph. You May AlsoRead More

Over 11 previous albums, slide virtuoso Sonny Landreth has resisted doing the one thing that was expected: The guitar record. When he finally did, you knew there would be some care put into it — and there is. You May Also Like: Sonny Landreth, “Bound by the Blues” (2015): OneRead More