Coming Home: Tim Easton's Back, Ohio!

So, there's this beautiful thing that happens when Tim Easton takes a guitar, puts it one and sings. It's organic. It just feels right. It sounds like home. It feels like swinging on a porchswing, a summer's night breeze tracing the contour of your face.


It's magical.


And it's filling my ears. Oh, so goooooooood.


He's got this rasp to his voice. It's just right. Sounds like he came out of the womb smoking Marb reds, and hell, maybe he did. But it's alright.


I dig it.


Tonight's opened with an acoustic set by Tim, dedicated to his family who have gathered at the bar to his left.


Closed with a 'summer love song' that's got some sick harmonica skills. Seriously, whistling and playing? I bow to you, sir.

Next to the stage are the ever-lovely Madison Square Gardeners, fronted by Aaron Lee Tasjan. They're equal parts folk and rock, they're nostalgic with an edge. They're cohesive. This is the kind of music that just... happens. It's born - not manufactured.


It's difficult to make a band work with three or four guitars happening at once, but they do it. Tasjan's vocal prowess amazes. He's got an old soul that belts it out. This man, he wails. (In such a good way)


By the way: ALT on guitar = WIN.

To close, we've got Tim Easton, backed by his brothers from the Madison Square Gardeners. It's awesome to see teacher and student play side by side. These cats are feedin' off each others' energies. It's wild.


You like classic rock? You want to hear what it sounds like when it explodes into something fresh? Check out Tim Easton and The Madison Square Gardeners.
Beyond remarkable.