I began my career in the broadcast and recording industries in Nashville. While working as a recording engineer, I worked my share of what were called “Tex Nobody” sessions. A singer or a band would scrape together the money to come to Nashville, get some studio time, and have some records pressed. 999 times out of 1000, the thousand or so copies of the album they had pressed represented the peak and the end of the performers’ musical careers. “Don’t give up your day job” is usually good advice.
Brett Kimberlin fronted a band called Epoxy. It put out a CD called Nothing Else about a decade ago. I’ve found a copy online and ordered it. It should have when I get home from work on Tuesday.
I’ve read some other reviews of the CD, but I’m trying to keep an open mind. Expect a review on Wednesday or Thursday.