Words by Sean Moeller, Illustration by Johnnie Cluney, Recording engineered by Josh Niles in Nashville, Tennessee
I've been around miserable men and Young Hines doesn't seem to be one of them. He claims that he is, but it sounds like a ruse. A person can have erratic tendencies. He can be a hopeful sad sack, but there are usually too many points to the contrary to ever pin him to the state. This songwriter from Nashville, a disciple of Brendan Benson (not to mention the first release on Benson's new label - Readymade Records), writes songs painted with darkened strokes, but it's just the primer. The final coat is something of a sunburst. It's a color that has a smile. He sings, " Every day's just another rainy day waiting for you," on "Rainy Day," but one gets the sense that by the time you've got all the garb on, the sun's broken through the gray clouds and everything's turning in his favor, for the most part. He throws cinnamon and sugar onto these perfect pop nuggets that might wish they were fuller with sulky doom and gloom, but they aren't. They drip wet from what was before, but it's drying out.