
Twelve tracks of unvarnished Southern soul. Hamilton's gravelly baritone anchors a collection of intimate, blues-drenched reflections on love and faith.
It sounds like a Sunday morning service held in a smoky late-night jazz club.
A weary but hopeful meditation on human connection and spiritual resilience.
It runs notably cooler and more held-back than this artist's baseline.
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