The opening notes of Nick Harley’s Leave No Trace places the listener in an alternate weird and wobbly Appalachia. A folksiness remains throughout the tape, though the trail connects the dots between the country-rock of Crazy Horse, understated choruses a la Big Star, and just plain downer-folk by its terminus . . .
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