"A soft taco filled with sushi" - That's how Eric Hutchinson, 27, described his music on Monday when I asked him to describe his music as food. It sounds totally revolting (even he acknowledged that), but he gave some good reasons why this gastronomic analogy works. Unfortunately, I can't remember what they were because I had too many adaptors between cord and input on my tape recorder, so the whole interview recorded as dead air. Ugh, technology. So, I've assembled what I can from memory.

Suffice it to say, I think you should give him and his sushi taco a shot this Thursday evening when he opens for Australian singer/songwriter Missy Higgins at the Majestic. He's not mindblowing, but he's one of those "package" musicians: catchy songs, good backing band, smart lyrics and an appealing, soulful voice. I have a feeling he puts on a great live show.

Before Perez Hilton proclaimed him "ferosh," Hutchinson had really paid his dues. The Washington, D.C. native toured nonstop for five or six years and got signed and then dropped by Maverick (Madonna's record label) before he finally just decided to start his own dang label, Let's Break Records. (Sweet triumph: The same producer who had dropped him resigned him and his new label under Warner Bros.) He's hoping that he can branch out Let's Break Records to include other artists, as Jack Johnson's label has done.

Last fall, he released his third album, "Sounds Like This," titled after what he tells people when they ask him to describe his music. Slapping a label on music is a tricky, and Hutchinson doesn't really like his music described as "blue-eyed soul," but he said that's what he usually settles on because no one seems to understand him when he calls it "acoustic soul."

Hutchinson grew up listening to soul and pop music - back when "pop" just meant music that was popular and good, "not Britney Spears." He learned how to sing listening to Michael Jackson records around the house.

His first concert was Paula Abdul, with Color Me Badd opening. Color Me Badd sang an encore, which he thought was a pretty "ballsy" move.

To see if he's that ballsy, go to the Majestic Theatre (115 King St.) at 8:30 p.m., July 10. Tickets are $15.