I heard the following at a Gram Parsons and Emmylou Harris tribute show tonight at The Basement. Backed by the fair Courtney Jaye and the inimitable Thad Cockrell, Baylin knocked this one out of the park. The unexpected, flippy melodies and the squeezed-tight harmonies flew us along a sunny coastal landscape with the top down without having to leave the dark, subterranean, turbo-crowded venue. Oh, what songs can do.
