We’re starting to unravel at the seams
Maybe I care too much and this world is hard enough
How come everybody’s gotta be so mean?
I want to sing a song that will make you stop and think
Instead of turning a blind eye to all that’s wrong
The world doesn’t need another broken hearted outlaw
Belting out another whisky drinkin’ song
It’s hard to go wrong when you’ve got three electric guitars in the band, a point that Chicago’s Rookie make with emphasis on their Bloodshot Records debut. The opening tracks on said album are a potent one, two punch.
It’s taken all this time to be a good man
You know what they say, better late than never.
Longtime readers will know that I’m an aficionado of break-up songs. Add another gem to the list: “She ain’t sad and that’s two of us glad I’m gone.”
Sexsmith wraps his magical voice around a brilliant song that recalls the best of 1960’s R&B.
Strings infuse this rock song with both anxiety and composure. Another gem of a song that demonstrates the intelligence and charm of Child’s songwriting.
I just want to hold you but you’re staring at your phone
You’re connected to the whole damn world but still feel all alone.
Damn if this charming love song doesn’t feel like a lost 1960’s R&B classic. Intoxicating.
Toohey finds a way to turn painful heartbreak into something musically soothing.
Nile knows his way around rock anthems and this one ranks among his best. I dare you to not 1) play this loud and 2) shout along with the chorus.
Few artists today writes songs as raw and honest as Moreland. Here’s more proof.
A poignant song of self-reflection packaged as a rousing barroom sing-along.
Just get out there and give it all you got
Be kind and be happy, and don’t worry about the top.
Ft. Worth duo Frenchie’s Blues Destroyers serve up some rumbling and rough-hewn blues, topped off with a hearty pop chorus.
Quiet, intoxicating, and breathtaking.
Three minutes and twenty-one seconds of power pop perfection.
Michael McDermott is pissed off. A true artist, he deals with it in the best way possible – by writing a furious blast of rock and roll social commentary.
Like Michael McDermott, Ben de la Cour channels his frustration with the state of the world into a raucous and bluesy musical indictment.
Stelling unleashes an uplifting and infectious blast of R&B.
You gotta stretch like the sea.
You gotta keep, keep on moving,
Singing trouble don’t follow me.
A songwriting masterpiece, as mesmerizing as it is heartbreaking.
The perfect blend of musical charm and lyrical intelligence.
A great song taken to even greater heights thanks to a stellar horn section accompaniment.
This is rip your face off rock and roll, pure and simple.
Damn if this doesn’t shine like a glorious lost Eagles or Jackson Browne classic.
A freewheeling – and fun – blast of rock and roll.
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