As a songwriter, he stands on par with Gordon Lightfoot on an ether binge. His wild guitar pickin' has been likened to riding a shopping cart down a steep gravelly hill and making it to the bottom in one piece. Live, he's as Country as a nitro-powered threshing machine, and as Rock as, well... a rock... a rock that's been thrown through a cop shop window. Put them together and you get a high octane concoction known in these parts as "Truck Rock". You can add it to the list of things that make Baby Jesus cry.