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Pat Gorman tells it like it is, whether he's singing about drunk driving in Hollywood in a Dodge Dart while contemplating Mother's disappointment (Endless Freeway), crooning a love tune to a bottle of gin (Last Call), or mulling over an unrequited crush at a lonesome Nevada bus station (Kandece Brown Put Me Down).

Perhaps what makes Gorman's songs stand out above and beyond the usual mewling and puking of alt/country fare is that he makes it seem easy to write about agonizing personal shortcomings in lyric form, sing about them with rambling sincerity, and arrange a variety of instruments to give them the added beef around the bones so that every song sticks in your head like the classic originals they are.

Gorman has captured the essence of what prison beatings, 19th century ditch digger, public transportation in minor American cities, sleep deprivation, the drunk tank, gambling debts, shipwrecks, cigarettes, and the universal truth of rejection are all about!

Pat Gorman is a National Treasure. If you like Steve Earl, J.J. Cale, etc. then Gorman is your man. Although he stands squarely in the tradition of greats like Johnny Cash, Woody Guthrie, etc, Gorman is his own man. Equal parts folkie balladeer and post-modern misanthropic misfit, his debut CD is not to be missed. Unless, of course, you like to miss things.