Stone consistently surprises with an eclectic batch of songs.
I guess you could call Tedo Stone southern rock -- if you let that term steep in southern soul and squeeze it through a modern indie filter before it gets out the door. So let's do that and get to the fact that Stone engages in all kinds of seeming contradictions on Good Go Bad: tense processed vocals over relaxed percussion, soulful vocals over distorted and tense arrangements, patient ballads, cosmic wanderings, places where it sounds like the spirits of T. Rex and Muscle Shoals are making out.
Stone's influences are all over Good Go Bad, but underneath it all is a collection of fine songs with a heavy storytelling side which would no doubt sound mighty fine if stripped down to an acoustic guitar. As a listener, you're of two minds at the end: 1) let's hope he keeps that diversity and restless spirit, and 2) imagine what he'll do when he finds his One True Voice.