I posted my list of favorite from the first half of 2018 back in July (here). Rather than replicate that list for my full year review, consider this a continuation — the best songs from the second half of the year.
A driving tune that is, well, prime for driving. Gordon’s ode to the touring life showcases some of his wry lyrical charm, to wit “2 kids and a wife, that makes three people who don’t know what to make of me.”
Harris’s matter of fact delivery does little to hide the raw emotion of her gripping tale of battling addiction.
Life lessons courtesy of David Ramirez and Glorietta.
Mama’s in the kitchen sayin’ “Don’t touch the stove”
I never listen, to what I was told
I burned my hand, started to cry
My mama said, “I love you boy, why would I lie?”
Well, I had to learn, the hard way
A gentle reflection about moving on from a failed relationship, made all the richer by Lucas’s expressive voice.
Abney’s ode to his Oklahoma home is quietly enchanting.
A blast of guitars propel this blistering tale of love gone wrong.
A moving tale of finding strength that is inspirational for all.
A restrained anthem about a quest for contentment. Brown’s earnestness is infectious.
Hiatt has a way of distilling emotion to its core, which he does to perfection with this somber ballad.
Lucero unleash a guitar-driven blast that hearkens back to their raucous early days. Glorious.
Bains and the Glory Fires are one of the most electrifying acts touring today. The interlaced guitars give extra bite to this song from their most recent studio album.
The Wolff Sisters chronicle a failing relationship with a mix of melancholy and defiance, delivered with an engaging swagger.
Foucault’s moving and autobiographical tale of watching his father find solace in a guitar and, through it, finding his own inspiration.
A celebration of simple pleasures… and a reminder of the importance in seeking them out.
Sometimes you gotta look real hard
To see things in your own back yard
Anger makes you blind
And it’ll make it hard to find
Sure, the song is as infectious as it is rocking. It’s true power, however, is its stinging and rebellious indictment of the vitriol encompassing the world today
I don’t believe in polite conversation
Everybody wants to get in a fight fight fight
To prove they’re right
About the author: Mild-mannered corporate executive by day, excitable Twangville denizen by night.