Quick post: old favorite, new album. I saw Josh Ritter open for John Wesley Harding in November 2002 at Austin's Cactus Cafe. I was struck by Mr. Ritter's awkward grace, charming exuberance, and gorgeous songs. I was not surprised to discover he was big in Ireland (just like The Frames!), despite being a relative unknown here in the US. Mr. Ritter's latest album, The Animal Years, is due out in March. His utter sincerity and rough-hewn voice should take that pipsqueak James Blount to school. Seriously. Below is one of my favorites from The Animal Years, the first song I've heard in ages that's a tribute to a silent film star.
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