Charlie Worsham / Susan Hubbard
It might be the most frustrating thing about Nashville. Periodically, a guy will emerge who’s obviously on par with the great country icons. This guy will write, sing and play guitar as if ordained. Everyone in town testify to his gifts. But this guy will spend years getting better instead of bigger. He will tend to his art while the industry struggles to find a box for him. He will be seen by some as too country for country radio and too country radio for Americana. I’m not alone in seeing that guy in the remarkable Charlie Worsham. The Mississippi reared guitar slinger, songwriter and singer has just released his second album, with high hopes and stratospheric industry respect.