Much of today’s mainstream country is brazenly dishonest, peddling knee-jerk arena champions as though they’re something other than Southern-fried rock ’n’ rollers. In that light, an artist like Tyler Hilton is actually quite refreshing. His aggressively accessible songs swell with simple enormity, delivered with a folkish twang and fetching hooks. He’s not pretending to be anything more than what he is: a rustically inclined folk singer who’s also indebted to Coldplay and Matchbox 20. Hilton’s words are simple and a little too reliant on familiar turns of phrase, but his ability to appeal to a wide swath of tastes without relying on pretense is commendable nonetheless. Russell Howard opens.
Fri, Jan 10 | 9:30 PM
3rd & Lindsley