He’s an alt-country singer/songwriter who performs with a mask on: not a Lone Ranger type, but a piece of cloth, hand sewn, with fringe. He also likes rather campy cowboy outfits.
He is gay, and what is the most appealing about his music is the way he stands hetero romantic clichés on their heads by writing about men the way men would write about women. I always like that. It’s good irony. He kind of sings like Johnny Cash, too, which enhances the irony. So if you appreciate the quirky the way I do, you’ll probably like this album an awful lot.