Bobby Lee likes his stringed strummers. Guitar, banjo, dulcimer. He also likes the propulsive nature of a drum machine. These instrumental jams range over a wide array of sounds. Lee is hardly a traditionalist, despite his affinity for traditional instruments. Rather, he uses every tool at his disposal to create a truly cosmic sound.

Bobby Lee Endless Skyways (Tomkins Square)

Or endless, as the album title says. I suppose this might fit into the old school "new age" category, except that alongside the (modest) synth and oft-peppy rhythm section there are lines that creak and rattle like ancient folk. The fusion he accomplishes here is impressive.

In general, no matter the speed or dynamic range of a song, Lee encourages a ringing quality in his sound. Notes fade in and out, and the sun rises and sets on a somewhat predictable schedule. Befitting someone who isn't interested in labels, Lee also shows a goofy sense of humor, with pieces like "The HR Manager's Beautiful Daughter", "Folsom Point Blues" and "Let Us Now Praise Famous Grains".

Fun stuff, accompanied by a large slice of wonder. Lee has a fine touch with his playing, but his expansive songwriting style is the star. If space folk is a thing, then Bobby Lee ought to be the frontman. Lovely and glowing.

Jon Worley