Jim White!
A friend has turned me on to Jim White by sending along No Such Place to prime the pump.
It worked.
White, originally a Floridian, can best be described as an quirky poet of the strange with sideburns. With his roots deeply nestled in the American south and his branches twisted into a variety of musical genres, the music is a slippery medium for his sometimes bizarre, and ultimately entertaining stories:
I’m handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi.
My girlfriend blows a boozy good-bye kiss.
I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata.
Then awakening to find my Trans-Am gone.
According to Wikipedia White has at times held some interesting jobs such as boxer, preacher and cab driver. Surely the stories overheard in the locker room, pews and the backseat of a taxi lead to some of the imagery White evokes.
Right now it appears that Jim is on tour in Europe. Catch him if you can!