Available Light

$15.00

David Corley’s ‘Available Light’, produced by the acclaimed Canadian multi-instrumentalist Hugh Christopher Brown, is a collection of original indie rootsy-rock songs, encompasses the poetic landscapes of Corley’s heart, as well as his life in rural Indiana and travels across the United States.

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David Corley’s ‘Available Light’, produced by the acclaimed Canadian multi-instrumentalist Hugh Christopher Brown, is a collection of original indie rootsy-rock songs, encompasses the poetic landscapes of Corley’s heart, as well as his life in rural Indiana and travels across the United States.


Available on CD and digital download from Bandcamp, on iTunes, and streaming on Apple Music, Google Play, and Spotify.

Released November 18, 2014
All music and lyrics by David Corley
Produced by Hugh Christopher Brown


REVIEWS

“…shades of Tom Waits, Lou Reed, roots rock, Americana and country — it all blends surprisingly well. A truly unique voice emerges in this Fall’s traffic jam of new releases.”
Keith Creighton, Popdose

“David Corley has a rough baritone voice, one that makes you think of heartbreak, cigarettes and the low purr of a mountain lion.”
Wei Huan-Chen, Journal Courier

“If there’s an album that’s a bigger surprise this year than David Corley’s “Available Light,” I haven’t heard it. At the ripe old age of 53, Corley has released a debut disc of ragged, atmospheric blues-rock that he most likely didn’t have in him when he was a younger man. We reap the benefits of Corley’s experience, and of the desperation apparent in his worn-through vocals… But there’s an underlying sense of hopeful resignation that comes through his weary croak and easygoing Americana piano and guitar, not to mention lyrics that have at times an almost Leonard Cohen-esque zen to them.”
Pete Chianca, Wicked Local

“Corley sings about rural Indiana, staring at the night sky and making ends meet. His hoarse baritone voice fits the rootsy blues music like a glove.”
Hans Werksman, Here Comes the Flood