Jeff Black continues to develop as a singer and songwriter. Given that he has, for more than a decade, been performing at the highest artistic levels a folk- country slash Americana musician and singer can expect to achieve that is no small statement. His albums Birmingham Road and B-Sides and Confessions, Volume One have been heralded by critics far more distinguished than I, while No Depression once published that “Black’s voice takes on many different shades, at various times recalling the downtown soul of Willy DeVille, the gruff side of Springsteen, the melodic saloon growl of Tom Waits, the deadpan of James McMurtry, the rye twinkle of Randy Newman and even a few moments of Neil Diamond’s pop-soulfulness.” Heck, toss in a James Taylor nod and a stylistic Rickie Lee Jones reference, and you have the bases covered. My review of Folklore has just been published at the Lonesome Road Review. Thanks for visiting Fervor Coulee. Donald