Nobody expected Dave to record a Robert Johnson tribute album. Hell, nobody expected Dave to record an album. He was just a lounge singer in Tuckahoe, Nebraska... not even the best one. Everybody said the Tiffany sisters had him beat. But one day Dave drove to the crossroads, met a man in a beautiful blue Cadillac, and five months later had an album. It was like listening to Robert Johnson through a Martini. It was like being licked by a velvet dog. Just listen to that piano... it sounds like the keys are glowing with white heat.
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