A.A. Bondy

This Alabama-bred singer-songwriter’s work is the perfect soundtrack to those long days working in the coal mines and for those long rides back to the ranch in an old pickup truck in the middle of a Midwest summer. Oh … so, you’ve never driven past the 310 and you earn a living via Twitter and MySpace usage, you say? Well … maybe you won’t relate to Bondy’s work, but that doesn’t mean you can’t still like it. I mean, I myself tend to be a bit wary of musicians and works that draw heavily from the definitive big Book o’ allegory, but even I was reeled in by Bondy’s acoustic guitar strumming southern twanged crooning. - Brien Overly