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Dead Texan evokes warmth in distance
By ROBBIE MACKEY | November 11Today was sunny, but the air was a crisp 50 degrees. Short sleeve shirts hid at home in dresser drawers. Flip flops turned into shoes and scarves hugged necks. Even so, it wasn't too cold. There were scant shaded moments of shivering spines, but in the bright sun, the temperature was almost irrelevant. Autumn was finally here. Like fall, The Dead Texan's self-titled debut is a give-and-take, a neck and neck battle between warm and cold.
