Music review: Chris Stapleton – ëƵFrom A Room: Volume 2ëƵ
After years of penning great songs for other country artists, Chris Stapleton got his chance in the bright spotlight with the release of his debut album in 2015.
ëƵTravellerëƵ fittingly illustrated the no-nonsense style from a new kind of country outlaw on tracks like ëƵParachute,ëƵ ëƵNobody to BlameëƵ and ëƵTennessee Whiskey.ëƵ
In May 2017, Stapleton followed the success of ëƵTravellerëƵ with a new set of nine engaging tracks on ëƵFrom A Room: Volume 1.ëƵ
The Kentucky nativeëƵs third effort continues to highlight his trademark vocals and poignant songwriting with ëƵFrom A Room: Volume 2.ëƵ This second installment offers up another nine tracks possessing elements of Southern rock, blues and classic country.
Perhaps Stapleton could have simply waited and combined both releases to create one remarkable album, but I look at it as being treated to something so good over a long period of time as opposed to all at once and then itëƵs over.
On his latest release, the landscapes sculptured by the accomplished singer-songwriterëƵs lyrics are accentuated by the authentic tone resonating from StapletonëƵs compelling voice that feeds off raw emotion and a common man mentality.
ëƵThey say love is more precious than gold/It canëƵt be bought, it canëƵt be sold/IëƵve got love enough to spare/That makes me a millionaire,ëƵ sings Stapleton on the opening track about experiencing the type of love that is more precious than any material gain, proving once again that love is all you need to feel truly rich.
ëƵHard Livin'ëƵ and ëƵMidnight Train to MemphisëƵ are rousing outlaw anthems that evoke memories of Waylon Jennings, Merle Haggard, Jerry Jeff Walker and David Allan Coe as Stapleton gets the joint jumpinëƵ with a steady dose of grinding guitars and true rebel mentality.
ëƵDrunkardëƵs PrayerëƵ serves as a solemn confessional induced by one too many drinks during a conversation with God that leads to the promise of a change in ways from a sinner that is too ashamed to go to church because of the damage done by a life thatëƵs gone off track as Stapleton sings, ëƵWhen I get drunk and talk to God/I say IëƵm sorry for all the things IëƵm not/I mean every word I say/When I promise I can change.ëƵ
For me, the centerpiece of the album is found on the smoldering ëƵNobodyëƵs Lonely Tonight.ëƵ ItëƵs haunting how much Stapleton sounds like the late Chris Cornell as he digs deep to deliver up the pain and heartache from previous relationships with closing time drawing near as he announces, ëƵYou be her/And IëƵll be him/And for a while weëƵll pretend/NobodyëƵs lonely tonight.ëƵ
Stapleton closes things out in a satisfying way as he reflects on a life that he loves and proves heëƵs a dedicated friend as he sings, ëƵIf youëƵre on the street IëƵll take your hand/If youëƵre hungry IëƵll give you food/If itëƵs money you need I got some saved/If youëƵre sick IëƵll visit you.ëƵ
Just like James Taylor, youëƵve got a true friend in Stapleton.
Clint Rhodes is the ëƵ-Standard music reviewer. He can be reached at clinton43@me.com.

