It wasn't until I reached the 13th track of "The Historical Conquests of Josh Ritter" on my drive from Spring Hill to Tampa last night that I fully realized the gift this songwriter has. The song permeated my speakers and my mouth immediately stretched into a fat grin.
I think that's what I admire about his music the most. Whatever mood the song conveys--whether it's the intimate, lonely croon of "Idaho" or the hopeful sway of "Empty Hearts"-- that mood is immediately rooted in the listener. His music makes my heart ache in the best possible way. Do not wait another day to listen.
