When Barclay Martin steps up to the mic in a snazzy suit and shines his 1,000-watt smile, you can almost hear all the hearts in the room quicken. Words such as dreamboat apply to the mellow folk-jazz musician; he's the kind of classically handsome guy about whom women, moms and gay brothers can all agree. Tall and lanky, Martin has stylishly messy sandy hair, perfectly arched eyebrows and one of those sculpted chins. And he croons totally swoon-worthy lyrics about being jackknifed in the arms of an angel. The only downside to his tendency to dress all formal for his gigs is the way his jacket hides the chest we can only daydream about.