Lee Rogers - Press

If Rogers fails to move you in some way, please check your pulse

Move aside John Mayer...There is a new king Guitar-pickin’ singer-songwriters are as easy to find as a Paris Hilton sex tape. But just like the tapes, the quality is not always that great. They’re grainy and have that weird glowing eye thing going on, but I digress. Like any genre, it takes a lot to find artists who actually matter. Lee Rogers is one of those artists.

Looks can be deceiving. So can sounds. Take Lee Rogers as an example: with vocals reminiscent of Marc Cohn (yeah, the "Walking in Memphis" guy), a list of influences including Bruce Springsteen and James Taylor, and songs referencing Boston, you would not seem foolish to peg Lee Rogers as an American singer/songwriter. You would, however, be mistaken.

I’ve always been under the impression the British press were on top of the situation until Lee Rogers’ Drawing Clocks made it into my hands. The Belfast musician has released one of the most interesting and beautiful albums that you haven’t heard. His sound comes from almost every corner of the pop world and doesn’t seem to rest in any of them.

As a boy growing up on the east coast of Ireland in a working class town with the mellifluous name of Carrickfergus, Lee Rogers got an earful of Van Morrison, one of his father's favorite singers. Whether this exposure was an act of prescience or mere musical imprinting can be debated, but no one can argue the similarity between Rogers' and Van Morrison's soulful vibe today.