This is the generation of short attention spans. Typically, if it isn't bright, loud, fast and short, we lose interest. For a musician, the act of walking into the recording studio and compiling eight tracks of slow-moving and brooding instrumental music seems like a death wish.
Nashville singer-songwriter William Tyler's Impossible Truth manages to not only be contemplative and deliberate, but drive forward so that listening from cover to cover is no struggle.
From the get-go, "Country of Illusion," feels like it could slip into the Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, without anyone batting an eye. The acoustic strumming in "We Can't Go Home Again" almost sounds like an homage to Jimmy Page, and Tyler even utilizes a slide guitar to add to the dusty midwestern country sound in the appropriately named "Geography of Nowhere."
There is a meditative quality about this album, a blissful serenity that seems to separate you from your surroundings. Imagine the feeling you get while sitting on the bottom of a pool and looking up at people through the surface of the water. This is a headphones albumwhat you would put on while walking through town with no particular destination in mind.