DAVE DESMELIK I thought guys like this were a dying breed. Plain-spoken and earnest, Dave Desmelik delivers his high country, coffee-house Americana in a road-weary voice suggesting hard won acceptance and serenity. Introspective lyrics are married to plaintive harmonica and a breezy acoustic guitar shuffle, but there's a hint of bitter almond in the air. Though his self-effacing delivery can veer dangerously close to Andy and Mayberry, it sits atop a mother lode of raw emotion. Like a campfire storyteller who weighs each word carefully, Desmelik has mastered the art of writing simple songs that resonate long after the guitar is packed away. Free. Common Market.