Randy Houser Plants a Nourishing "Goodnight Kiss"

There's something admirable about a country performer who can shift his delivery from sensitive crooner to aggressive man boy in the blink of an eye. Feel free to place 38 year-old Randy Houser on that list. Why put off the aforementioned "goodnight kiss"? No better time than the present, and imagine the rewards implied therein. Randy's contribution to the country genre extends beyond his what you see is you get technique. His backing musicians, specifically the drummer boy and piano player dude ramp up the not so dangerous liaisons quotient by leaps and bounds. Insert "steamy" where "dangerous" once resided and you've got the appeal of this number nailed. I'm impressed by how there's more than one contour winding its way through this well told tale of man, woman, and the lips that are destined to come together. Randy cranks up his engine, as do his backup musicians when the chorus begins. Whatever desperation Randy's conveying, give him props for not going overboard. He's a soul lost in the captivating moment of a goodnight kiss and why on earth would he want to leave those comfy confines when the weather is so ideal right then and there. When we get to the lyric swing in the road which starts with: "I don't wanna wait", we've left mighty river of love territory and traded that for the steady, bubbly streams of a top of the line jacuzzi. The piano player lights a candle without having to reach for wax. The drummer takes it nice and easy, a tribute to the infinite worth of indulging in an unrushed moment. Randy softens his heightened gaze at this point, too. What I'm detecting is this individual can be both Mr. Sensitive and Mr. Rough and Tumble. Certainly keeps any pillow talk lively. "How Country Feels" is the album "Goodnight Kiss" comes from. Tenderness isn't a big concern if this single's any indication. Three albums into his career he is a promising talent on the new country scene. Although I wouldn't recommend his variety of social skills in the third stanza. In the name of romance all is easily forgiven I suspect but still, calling up the friends your woman had just communicated with to say there's not going to be a group rendezvous is a fine way to lose friends and alienate people. That ultimately is Mr. Houser's disclaimer to issue. The band meets my key requirement of not choosing to hang your hat on one lick. The letters A through G are all part of the musical landscape. A more deeply realized painting is created when the cast and crew fill out the canvas entirely. To boot every set of chords employed enhances the desirability of Randy and his lady, makes them a pair you want to experience plenty more goodnight kisses along the way. "Goodnight Kiss" easily demonstrates why Randy Houser's career should by no means by given the royal kiss off.