Between songs, Relford chats up the crowd. "When you here, you happy!" he screams. And he's right. He's part P.T. Barnum, part James Brown. If this were a jungle in Guyana, you'd drink his Kool-Aid -- and it would taste like a porterhouse.
And this is the only rub. When speaking to Relford you can't help but wonder if he's just some cunning snake oil salesman -- an overamped hustler selling you the keys to a house built on quicksand. His animated demeanor and quick hugs for strangers he's just met set a cynic's central nervous system atwitter.
But damn if he doesn't win you over. Is he a con artist? No -- it's just that you've never met anyone this genuine. Mama Amanda don't make no junk.
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