There is currently a contest out there to be the schmaltziest, smoothest, downright cheesiest 70s-chunneling white boy soul, and Levek, shit son. Short of a few regrettable skat moments (always the whitest part of white boy soul music), this is taking the cake.
The track is the A side off a self-titled 7-inch from Father Daughter, out November 16.
Nice day story that helps to explain why someone makes music that Jeff Bridges might fly to in the midst of an opium vision directed by the Coen Brothers:
I'm a bus driver that makes music. After a long day of elementary schoolers putting gum on my lovely pleather bus seats I enjoy a good space jam while sorting through the Disney VHS collection.