Real smooth country rock from the little-known Lexington outfit Justin. If the title didn't clue you in, it's self-consciously sitting at that worn out intersection of folksy and bookish. The shtick never falls full flat, but when everything ends up working out just right — look at \"Windless Bell\" or \"Three Days of Hungry\" to see what I mean — it almost seems like this is a record that sorta deserves to wear its bombastic title right on its greasy, rolled-up, white-t-shirt sleeve.