Title: Little less singin', a little more pickin'
Product review: Doug Wamble plays pretty good guitar, but somebody apparently told him he could sing and he believed them. As a singer, he's a dandy guitar player, and ought to stick to that. His vocal tone is whiny and wavering, and he frequently sings out of his natural range. The album is an odd blend of jazz, blues, and gospel that never quite gels into a solid whole. The sidemen play well, though I'm not enamored of violinist Charles Burnham's scratchy and restricted tone. All in all, this is a disappointment primarily due to the preponderance of sub-par vocals.
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