Amid the scores of albums by contemporary soul brothers, Anthony Hamilton’s beautiful Coming From Where I’m From is one of the few that actually captures the essence of soul’s golden age in the late ’60s and early ’70s. Rich, gritty and sexy as hell, his beautiful voice and equally beautiful songwriting are infused with convincingly wise-beyond-his-years grit that evokes Bill Withers, Bobby Womack and the like more than a little. But unlike most of today’s big-throated thrushes, Hamilton is a real musician: Equally proficient as a writer, singer and producer, he can front a band as well.

"My album is honest soul music. The records are straight to the point, raw, and organic.” says Hamilton. "It's not neo," he stresses. "When I think of neo, I think of neon, like it’s gon' glow in the dark or something. My shit ain't glowin' in the dark; It’s just really good music.”

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