I've never met Mando Saenz until a friend of mine played a song of his in his truck one night and I was immediately hooked on this guy. I've still yet to meet him but if he's as good as his music, I'm sure we'll get along. Finally someone who just happens to be a singer/songwriter, but doesn't sound like every other joe blow out there ranting and raving about Texas this and Texas that. If you're looking for frivolous "Texas music" and beer-drinking-in-your-face-mindless-hop-scotch tunes, you won't find them on this album. You, as the listener might just find yourself gaining the self control to shut the hell up and to really listen to this beautiful piece of work. It's a departure from what main stream anything has become: call it country, call it folk, but one thing's for sure Mando stands on his own. He's not as notorious as Cross Canadian Ragweed, but it's his music, not his image that will blow you away. Music this good doesn't need the necessity of hype. With production and vision from Tommy Detamore, a sleeper steel guitar player from San Antonio, they're doing something genuine. Hopefully the rest of country music will follow their lead and others like them. Outstandingly refreshing Mando.

Mando Saenz is an amazing talent with his rich lyrical tapestries woven into a soulful, heartfelt blanket that leaves you feeling snug and warm. His smooth, dreamy voice lingers in the air like incense for your ears. His songs speak of life and love, times of great happiness and also painful memories of loss and regret.