Briston Maroney knows how to say a lot with a little. With nothing more than a homemade EP and a few loosies to his name, he has identified himself as a voice for him and his peers. He calls Nashville home again after stints on both coasts, and his music reflects his nomadic tendencies. Pieces of his past are stitched together in songs; in one moment, his guitar tone is drenched in the Florida humidity, and on the next, his harmonies shine through all of Laurel Canyon. His passion is always heart-on-sleeve but never off the rails, and on songs like “Freakin’ Out On the Interstate”, he knows when to get out of his own way and let the music drive the conversation.