With a dulcet baritone perched somewhere between the subwoofer-shaking pipes of Mark Lanegan and Leonard Cohen , Sean Rowe commands the kind of gravitas usually associated with fiery-eyed Old Testament prophets or mud-caked Delta bluesmen whenever he opens his mouth. An avowed naturalist who has done monsths-long survivalist stints in the wilderness living off nothing but his wits and fortitude and the fat of the land, Rowe also vibes a certain Thoreau-ian mien that only serves to reinforce his cred as a rough-hewn, antiquarian folkie that can reduce noisy bars to pin-drop silence with nothing more than an acoustic guitar and a his naked voice. Signed to Anti who reissued his acclaimed 2009 album Magic last year, Rowe is playing upstairs at The World Cafe tomorrow night in advance of the August release of the new The Salesman And The Shark. We have a pair of tickets to giveaway to the first lucky Phawker reader to email us at FEED@PHAWKER.COM with the words SHARK SANDWICH in the subject line. Please include your name and mobile number for confirmation. Good luck and godspeed!