Growing up on a southern plantation in one of the many little houses that began to sprawl across the cotton fields in the 80's, j.ray sparks often sat on his porch with an acoustic guitar and played the sun to sleep. But j.ray left the gravel cul de sacs of the southland for the more culturally diverse atmosphere of cities. Still though, he kept on pickin' that guitar, until one day, through the miracle of multi-track computer software, j.ray's unique mishmash of God-knows-what was captured for posterity. The question is of course: Is posterity, ready for j.ray?
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