Well Fathers Day has come and gone and the album duly arrived with thanks to Earle Jr. I've just listened all the way through in one hit and it's a lovely piece of work. Something of a cinematic feel to it in the same way as Glen Campbell with the guitar tones and orchestral touches to just add...
I really am sick of the way the word 'dad' has become perjorative by prefixing other words. Dad rock and dad dancing are prime examples of insulting combinations. No one would dare say mum dancing!!