September by Lydia Loveless

Lydia Loveless released a tremendous new record, Daughter, last Friday. It’s sad, twangy, rootsy and near perfect. Her voice is the beautiful match to her songwriting. There are many great songs on the album, including the singles Love is Not Enough, Wringer, and the album closer Don’t Bother Mountain. The stand-out track for me is September, a piano ballad about her childhood and teenage years. Loveless commented to Stereogum: “It allowed me to let go of a lot of pain, finally recording it, as it is a fairly old song I’ve never felt comfortable releasing.”

That feeling is palpable in the song. It’s the kind of song about being stuck in the wrong place with a right person, longing to leave the hellish place, and in that way made me think of the best moments of Bruce Springsteen, Tracy Chapman and Bright Eyes.

The addition of Laura Jane Grace’s voice in the chorus add extra depth and makes it perfect.

Daugther is out on Lydia Loveless’ own Honey, You’re Gonna Be Late label. Get it on Bandcamp.

We’ve all been there: Those days in bed, when

the space left by heartache and/or ennui cannot be filled by books, magazines, lovers or our extensive guitar collection. Jokes aside, I dig the aesthetics of this new Lydia Loveless video for “Longer,” a precursor to her new album Real, out on Bloodshot in August.

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I first heard of Lydia Loveless via NPR Music’s Austin 100. Her rocker “Really Wanna See You” is a great intro into her current work: The great voice, the lyrics full of honesty and wit, and her backing band that takes her “classic country music success story” and gives it more of an musical edge. Her Tiny Desk performance is also amazing.

But what stuns me the most is this acoustic version of her song “Everything’s Gone” recorded for WNYC’s Studio 360 podcast (Which is great) In this version, Everything’s Gone, with its Steinbeckian storytelling of losing your home is a truely great American country/folk song. I think this can find a place among the greats of americana, with Cash, Nelson, Parton, Baez. (Edit: The more I listen to the song, the more I feel like this could also be a great Tracy Chapman song.)

She is still so young – just 23. So much good music to come.

 I really want to see her and Hurray for the Riff Raff together, live. Be it in Rosenheim or a New Orleans bar.