The Long Way Around and Other Short Stories is the first solo release from Nashville veteran session bass and string player Spady Brannon. For the last three decades then man has established his bonafides by touring with Crystal Gayle and Reba McEntire, and recording with Tammy Wynette, Eddie Rabbit and Phil Vassar. He’s penned hits for Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers (“Real Love” “Think About Love”), Trisha Yearwood (“I Did”) and Highway 101 (“Desperate Road”) and Roy Orbison. He even scored a European hit for one time ABBA vocalist Agnetha Faltskog with “Once Burned Twice Shy.”
For all that time working for Nashville acts Brannan’s first release isn’t typical Music Row product but reflects a roots-rock sensibility that’s more John Hiatt or Tom Petty than Chesney or Toby.
The themes are typical barroom crooner fodder, love gained, love lost, but does done with a freshness, authenticity and warmth that far surpasses most of what comes out of Nashville these days. Twang (Some Days) is mixed with Boz Skaggs-like blue-eyed soul (Long Way Round) and swamp-groove (Smilin Eyes) to round out this great forst release from a seasoned veteran who is able to separate the wheat from the chafe resulting in a satisfying helping. Here’s hoping for seconds.

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