No that’s not Keith Richards circa 1987, it’s Sean Hayes. Sean was/is part of the San Francisco folk scene that birthed Jolie Holland. She’s awesome. So is, in his own way, Sean Rowe. The shorthand description is ‘the white Bill Withers,’ The longhand description is, well, let’s let SF WEEKLY explain, they live with the guy:
“Take him anywhere, play him for anyone, and the response is always the same: People want more. They’ll write down the name if they don’t know it already… an impressive treat in your pocket. Hayes’ music succeeds on the tension between warm, resonant soul and dirt-road folk, all laced with a wandering troubadour’s coo…. the danceable folk singer… Hayes gets his groove on, laying his buttery, quavering voice over swinging drum patterns, mellifluous piano, and funky horn parts… what sets him apart is his voice — a wounded, wavering tone that sounds like a fragile creature, very crushable.”
Exactly. We have two tickets to see him at Johnny Brenda’s on Monday. Fourteenth person to sign up for our mailing list wins. Signing up to our mailing list gets you special content alerts and early warnings about special promotions and concert ticket giveaways. And rest assured your email address will never be sold or shared with anyone, we promise upon pain of death. Us not you. So, let’s get you into a pair of Divine Fits tickets. Good luck and godspeed!