I Thought It Was You

Romantic balladeer Stone, with his clean, supple baritone, can mimic about any country singer he wants, from the laconic Merle Haggard to the smooth honky-tonker Gene Watson. But Stone has established himself as a sort of young Conway Twitty, a crooner who knows what fires women’s fantasies — mainly lyrics that acknowledge both their sensuality and their desire to be treated with respect. With a couple of exceptions, notably two funny redneck laments, ”A Jukebox With a Country Song” and ”The Right to Remain Silent,” Stone devotes his entire second album, I Thought It Was You, to sex-and-smolder ballads (”The Feeling Never Goes Away,” ”Come in out of the Pain”) that portray him as the sensitive, if also doomed, lover. Not even Twitty can touch him for subtlety: One spark from Stone can start an inferno, while Twitty would still be gathering kindling. A

I Thought It Was You
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