My good friend, Christopher Pulsoni, released his first full-length all-original album in December of 2013. He's been playing music as long as I've known him, and his expression has gone through several transitions. I remember going to jam out in his mom's basement where he had a whole recording set-up, and hearing the remakes he had done of classic Beatles songs. Chris is one of the only people I have successfully co-written a song with, and it's still one of my favorites. I promise to dig up the old recording soon, or go visit him on Peaks Island and do a fresh take.
Years ago, I heard on the street that Pulsoni had sold a bunch of his electric gear and purchased a steel resonator acoustic guitar. When he got back from Hawaii, he was playing slide guitar and Woody Guthrie covers and old blues tunes I had never even heard.
When he got back he started Resurgam Records, the idea being a collectively owned record label of local Maine artists. It's worth checking out:
A quick listen to Portinsula will reveal a traditional Appalachian blues sensibility. You can easily picture these notes falling from back porches out among the pine and birch forest. Meditative and melodic, Pulsoni's subtle and sometimes joyous songs are perfect for a rainy day, or laying around on the grass in the sunshine.
The guitar licks are executed with both precision and sensuality. If you're like me, and you like instrumental music to set the mood for reading or working, give this a listen.