Check out the new OCHO cd at cdbaby.com/cd/zacbrown2 "Born on the wide western plains of Oklahoma and weened upon its somber psychedelic skies, like a grape of wrath this Okie rolled West to see the sun set the ocean afire. And falling to his knees upon the storm tossed sands of Oregon proclaimed a perpetual communion, a divine submission to the will of those lunatic tides, an offeratory submersion to the depths of those Pacific seas, yea though they rage to shape the noble visage of looming and stoic cliffs. What Bells toll above? Who dares challenge the heaven's precipice preying above? Doth I hear Dover echo here? Is Lear a lampooning Lazarus? No, no dear reader, Zac Brown deigned descend from the Alpine with the manna of his Crystalline Epiphany. And as the clouds parted and the golden rays of sunshine dried the auburn curls of his hair, a dove, cooing the most tender of triumphs annointed his shoulder as an offeratory of peace. Thus has ...