Of all the debut albums I’ve been counting down to, Greylan James’ was the one I wanted to get my hands on. If you’ve ever had a wee cry to Jordan Davis’ Next Thing You Know or had Cole Swindell’s Forever To Me on repeat, you’ve already heard what he can do with a pen. I wanted to hear what he’d do with 14 tracks and his own name on the cover.

Landon Smith has one of those voices I could pick out from a mile away. A little rough around the edges, full of feeling, and capable of making me stop whatever I’m doing to listen properly.