Gable Bradley grew up in a family that many would consider outsiders. On one side, you had the Bradley’s who were working people that rode motorcycles and would cause an occasional dustup on the weekends. On the other side the Vance’s were entertainment people, itinerant carneys who traveled from place to place. Or as Ray Wylie Hubbard so succinctly put it “night people taking money from the day people.” Gable grew up in Hot Springs, Arkansas, where salacious tales abound for generations of colorful characters like mafioso’s and professional athletes taking rest and relaxation at the local spas. That he would take his own restless, lawless spirit on the road to entertain people seems almost inevitable.

Lawless is Gable’s truth – his first full collection of songs to be released that represent the most authentic music he has made to date. He grew up around both country and rock music – his grandmother’s carnival featured a young Johnny Cash back in the day, while he remembers being excited by the Lynyrd Skynyrd and AC/DC coming out of the speakers of his dad’s and uncles’ muscle cars. In an industry that often wants artists to conform to a specific genre’s creative norms, Gable has always tried to synthesize the traditions of the two branches of his family tree. That he is not the umpteenth iteration of some artist that was successful a few years back has meant that the major label world has not known exactly what to do with him, despite being interested enough to buy him enough lunches to feed half of Hot Springs.