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  "publishedAt": "2026-03-28T00:00:00.000Z",
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  "textContent": "Contact: raysheehanmusic@gmail.comWeb: raysheehanmusic.comSeeking: BookingStyle: Indie Rock Jersey musician Ray Sheehan says that he blows off all the venues he plays, which is a bold claim, but we can buy into it. Songs like “Don’t Play, Can’t Eat” and “I Don’t Care” have a wonderful cow-punk feel, carried deliciously by Sheehan’s quirky, almost-sarcastic vocals. It’s all very Kinky Friedman, maybe a little bit Jason Ringenberg, all of which means that Sheehan’s songwriting is fascinating, his lyrics witty, and the musicianship is impeccable. The Americana that courses through the college-friendly indie rock is devoid of a red neck, to its immense credit.\n\nThe post New Music Critique: Ray Sheehan first appeared on Music Connection Magazine.",
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