Freeloader’s first album, “Custom/10,” is a stylistically heavy collection of Southern grooves that finds itself at home in the cradle it has made for itself.

The New York trio culled its name from track two of Miles Davis’ 1959 triumph, “Kind of Blue,” and like the song that gave birth to its name, Freeloader is an easy listen.

Trading cool jazz for Southern comforted rockabilly, it has produced a slick, engaging album that has a settled-in feel.

This is the kind of band you listen to at a bar with a few friends, a couple of beers and a pool table between you and the band.

The group’s sometimes Mellencamp, sometimes Stones, sometimes Wallflowers approach doesn’t fail.

It drifts between styles, effortlessly making them blend into one, like kicked up dirt from a well-traveled pick-up.

Scott Sinclair, singer, songwriter and founder, infuses Southern drawl and poetic allegory that slides in his songs almost unnoticed to the inattentive ear. “Pigeon,” track four, a presumption to an impasse in a relationship, hints at Sinclair’s wit and background.

” ‘Cause if I was your perfect guy, and you were my perfect girl the trumpet player’s scarlet flag beneath your pearls we’d ride a sonnet-laced cathedral to the moon”

“Ghost Town,” track seven, takes the listener back to a place that is reminiscent of Sinclair’s former home in Texas, where it seems another life has been left behind.

“Broken fence, coiled barbwire, road in fragrant bloom your words flew by in blur, the wind blew your stale perfume and I shuddered down the road…”

At times, as in the song “Gutless,” Freeloader moves like a freight train traversing the countryside.

“Gutless” is filled with fast precise picking and grooved out bass lines.

In its song “Lemonade,” a tip of the hat to “Brown Sugar,” the band members downshift to sit in a pocket and cycle off each other.

“Toast at Le Zoo,” track thirteen, is a quiet drift that fades the album out in a classy, soulful finale.

The songs are diverse and do not suffer from “The Boston effect,” where the entire album sounds like one long song.

It feels good to put this on and kick back and enjoy what is heard.

It’s not too deep and doesn’t require all of your attention, but if you give it, you’ll get a nice surprise from the many nuances that inhabit this album.