Producer Jimmy Suttons precise attention to past details is Mad Men-esque in its re-creation of rockabilly guitar tones, plunking upright jazz bass, and the way it captures Jonathan Doyles tenor sax and McPhersons voice, which is the kind of durable instrument that made an army of slick-haired, suit-wearing bandleaders famous in the 1950s.
Its more than mere slick act; McPherson sure can sing. He runs the gamut of stylized Chuck Berry swing-guitar tunes (I Cant Complain), spitfire dance numbers (Scratching Circles) and even bluesy, soulful standards like Big Tiny Kennedys Country Boy. And when the snares pick up on Fire Bug, McPherson delivers his lines so confidently, you have to imagine hes toe-tapping in polished black shoes, even in the studio.
Mark my words: Hes going to wind up as one of those guys we can say we knew back when.