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2928 miles (4712 km in civilized measurements) is the distance separating Grace Potter’s current home, Topanga Canyon, from her native Vermont; a journey she has made several times by car and which serves as the common thread of this road movie she presents to us.
This is an album about heartbreak, about painful breakups and their immense expanses, which can either create works that are excessively self-indulgent and indebted to that pain, or sensitive, subtle, and constructive works. Lordy is one of the latter. Houndmouth offers us 35 minutes in which, in that Americana shed where some keep their most … Read more
The tongue of the boomerati refuses to be silenced. The end of cultural consensus—chiefly derived from an era and a generation that either no longer exists or is dying off with remarkable resistance—drags us toward a cultural landscape where hours have lost their clock (in the words of Grafton Tanner) and nostalgia is, perhaps, our most precious and overexploited commodity. It is amidst the death throes of the canon that The Rolling Stones are playing their hand.
Sturgill Simpson is an Americana buccaneer. This album, his ninth since 2023, is his second under his new alias: Johnny Blue Skies, now officially accompanied in the credits by the Dark Clouds.
The Hold Steady emerged in Brooklyn in 2003 amidst the explosion of so-called indie music. Unlike the usual timelines boasted by the rock genre, the guys got together already at 35 years old. They weren’t young, they hadn’t hooked up with the prom queen, but like the Mississippi, they carried enough defeats and highs to tell.