
The diversity of the arrangements and the warmth of the analog recordings, done in one or two takes, preserves the back porch intimacy of the project. In doing so Davis manages to create an aural experience that transports the listener out of the familiarity of the daily grind and into a fictional clapboard roadhouse replete with dirt floors and chicken wire, where the heat and humidity are only kept at bay by copious quantities of frosty longneck bottles of Jax.