Samuel James is part Bill Withers, part Tom Waits, part James Brown, part Leo Kottke, and part P.T. Barnum.
A roots troubadour of the highest order, James will sing you a song with raw, sweat-pouring soul, all the while playing the guitar with such commanding virtuosity you'll swear he's reinventing it. Then he'll tell you a story enrapturing you to the point where you'll almost forget he's a musician.
Samuel James was born the last in a long line of performers including dancers, story tellers, porch-stomping guitar thumpers, and a session-jazz pianist dating back to the 1890s.
James' songwriting has everything from the heavenly flights and evil pits of love to tales of true and bizarre folk heroes.
On stage he can be seen sliding on a resonator, fingerstyling a flamenco guitar, clawhammering a banjo, neck-racking a harmonica, and occasionally showing off on the piano if there happens to be one around.
Samuel James has received standing ovations for his solo acoustic work from Maine to California as well as Canada England, Ireland, Wales, Scotland Germany, France, Norway, Belgium, Poland, and Turkey. Come one, come all and find out why!
"Samuel James [...] Guardian of lightning."
"[S]o much energy for each pick, slide, strum and foot stomp that it seems impossible for one man to accomplish"
"All muscles, model good looks, tattoos, and sepia-tinted pouting... if the Wu Tang Clan covered Robert Johnson it may sound a bit like this."
"For Rosa, Maeve and Noreen... down-to-earth tales that speak volumes, and intimate arrangements that suck you in so far you forget just how hard you are listening."