When that voice rumbles out of the speakers like rolling thunder, it's obvious there's a different kind of cowboy on the scene, one who writes songs with the plainspoken poetry and emotional directness that turned the songs of Kristofferson, Jennings , and Nelson into a movement. And if you want to call Ray Scott an outlaw, well, he's alright with that.....
It's his attitude. He does it his way. He says it his way. His way takes aim at the heart, scoring a direct hit by chronicling the beauty and the tragedy of everyday life. He knows where country music's been and he knows that he's taking it someplace new. His way is the way of the steel guitar. It's recitation and gospel, with a little blues and rock thrown in for seasoning. But when it simmers to a boil and he serves it up in that deep Carolina drawl, you can't call it anything but country music.
The songs on his Warner Bros. debut, My Kind of Music , range from odes to the working man ("Dirty Shirt") and gut-wrenching ballads ("Fly with an Angel") to morning-after regrets ("Bear with Me Lord"). Mix in the earthy sensuality of his new single, "IDidn't Come Here to Talk," and personal manifestos like "Different Kind of Cowboy" and "My Kind of Music" and you've got all the ingredients of a classic album. One that will, like those of his heroes, stand the test of time. An album that will show country fans the world over that he's a different kind of cowboy. One who's always true to his roots, his heart, and his music. One you won't soon forget.