"Some old wind on a lone country road/ Americana blues singin' soft and low/ My mind keeps time with a daffodil/ to the rhythm and rhyme of a whipporwill." Scott Wilcox soaks his Blues Rock in an oak barrel and serves it on the rocks, citing influences of rock, soul, "cheesehead," creole, mo-town, and Chicago Blues, mixed up with "a glass of wine and a bottle of blues" to create his delightful ditty "Holiday Road." I could equally see Wilcox busking on the streets of New Orleans or playing with his band to a 1,000 person concert hall in Colorado; he demonstrates a clear ability to be at home in either world, simultaneously humble and fearless in his smooth, bluesy sound. His backing band supports his voice nicely by lending power without being overbearing. This is a sound that any American promoter should feel lucky for the chance to book at his bar.