Eddy has put together a conceptual album inspired by the paintings of Thomas Eakins of which you can read the entire story here. Ashamedly ignorant on the subject, I have to admit to not knowing much about Eakins’ works at all. Will that mean I cannot reap any satisfaction from the music and songs within this album? No! Why? Because Eddy Mann, being an intelligent composer, ‘allows’ me the possibility of reveling within his work, at a level that suits both my emotional and cerebral needs.
So when the first song, “When The Cowboy Sings”, kicks in, and the shimmering guitars strum through the verses, while Eddy’s voice resonates dominantly in the mix, I am totally swept away by the warm, and all-embracing sound that engulfs my senses.