Travis may not dominate the charts as he once did, but that's all that's changed in the neo-traditionalist's 14-year career. His thrilling baritone, which leaps and slides in Jonesian fashion, still rattles the walls, and his songs still plumb the depths of spiritual and moral truths. Nowhere is he better than on the title track of A Man Ain't Made of Stone, a character-shaping realization of marital meltdown.


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