I don't like country music. There it is.
Folk, bluegrass, Americana, hell yeah-- love it. Old country like Johnny Cash, Americana like Lucinda Williams, and awesome string-twangers like Mumford & Sons, are my jam. But all of this pop-pseudo-country music that's out there these days, written with a formula that includes beer-drinking, pick-up trucks, and cut-off jeans, sounds the same to me.
Which is why I was so thrilled to go to a Holly Williams concert last night at 3rd and Lindsley in Nashville. I've listened to her a few times at work, and enjoyed her music, but seeing her live was just amazing. She totally rocks her status as country music royalty (she's the daughter of Hank Williams, Jr. and granddaughter of Hank Williams, Sr.) by harking back to and older sound and very real, personal lyrics.
If you've never heard her tunes, check out this Spotify playlist. You won't regret it. Railroads, The Highway, Without You, Let You Go, all have wonderful road-trip quality sounds, whereas, Waiting on June made me cry twice today.
Oh, by the way, check out the precious hedgehog stationery I designed today. It's pretty cute, n'est-ce pas?
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