HARDISON

.....gravel roads are now all paved, I'll never walk again. My family I love, I want to see them again, but I can't afford the ride. My dream is real don't open my eyes, as I appear frozen in front of the line...... "No question that it's different." says Hardison. "We believe our audience is full of people who've experienced the same kinds of dreams and nightmares we write about." For the listener, that translates to ringing acoustic guitars, jazz-inflected keyboard fills, and a rhythm section that responds in kind.

"No question that it's different." says Hardison. "We believe our audience is full of people who've experienced the same kinds of dreams and nightmares we write about."

For the listener, that translates to ringing acoustic guitars, jazz-inflected keyboard fills, and a rhythm section that responds in kind. For them, instrumental showboating is counterproductive; the song is their muse, and soaring above it all are the unvarnished vocals of Hardison. It's a unique instrument of communication, vulnerable and yet strong and true -- delivering songs of triumph and defeat, reflection and rebirth.


kevin phinney - entertainment journalist