There's a category of Tiny Desk concert that creates some sublime live-on-the-internet music moments: cram an unnaturally large group of musicians into a small space, deprive them of electricity and ask them to make great music. Nathaniel Rateliff, with his foghorn voice, humble charm and air-tight band, epitomizes this moment. His trumpet player is every bit as endearing as the lead singer himself. The riffs are catchy and jangly and beautifully analogue. I would guess that I've watched this video 100 times.
This was my introduction to the band, and I've loved them ever since. I played their self-titled album on the final "I'm awake now" leg of my early morning walks with my young son along the bayou when he would wake before dawn.