"The love child of Dave Matthews and Norah Jones, sent off to live with Stevie Wonder." - Jeremy Harder, Household Music Duke Greene is not your average singer-songwriter. For one thing, he can't seem to stick to one genre, effortlessly moving between laid-back jazzy folk grooves and hard-driving social justice rockers and hauntingly beautiful ballads and soaring acoustic anthems as though they were old friends from different cliques at some impossibly utopian high-school reunion. For another, he doesn't pretend to know about anything other than himself. His songs are always autobiographical, usually literal, and never finished if he doesn't like the sound of 'em. He doesn't try to seem alienated, misunderstood, tortured, or starving. He's authentic. It's refreshing. For both parties, generally. Duke released True Enough in April of 2005. The songs tell the story of a young, hopelessly romantic dreamer afraid to come home, but unable to go anywhere else. Since the album's release, Duke's been seen strumming around his native Grand Rapids, MI, rocking coffeehouses and private parties and putting off trying too hard until some perfect moment. Around Superbowl Sunday 2008, he stumbled into the next best thing. Events conspired to shove Duke away from a three-year battle with addiction, and he started playing again. Started writing again. Started getting out and returning phone calls and shedding his hermit outfit once and for all. Started work on his second album, One More, due out June 26. It's sharper, moodier, more mature. It's the story of a man at the end of his rope who decides to start knitting. Duke Greene will never stop writing music. So now would be a very good time to start listening. You don't wanna fall behind on this journey.