John E. Vistic has a neat schtick. From Bristol, though you'd think he might hail from Memphis, given his swagger. A singer songwriter in the traditional mold but he waxes lyrical in his interviews and songs in the grand tradition of Bukowski, (who pops up here) Yeats, Hunter S. Thompson and so forth and his ambition is realised in a highly interesting debut album which came out last year, from which this is just one song.
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