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Ennis Hawkins is a barfly without the blues in his country earworm, ‘Don’t Drive Home’

Ennis Hawkins flipped the script on car-radio-ready Americana with his latest infectiously rhythmic country-rock release, Don’t Drive Home. The True-Blue troubadour of salacious riffs and soul-rife euphoria invites the airwaves to settle inside the bar that became a sanctuary of a second home, where loneliness knows company and light key melodies catch the warmth that breeds between bodies, beer and familiar faces.

The single carries the loose joy of a song that found its shape before doubt could interfere. Hawkins penned the lyrics in an organic rush of inspiration at Happy Harbor, the kind of local haunt that gives the track its ability to make you feel right at home at a place you’ve never been, before he refined it in a Florida studio and sent it out into the world with the strange pride of releasing something deeply personal.

Following his first release, Don’t Drive Home shows a brighter, more rhythm-led side to Hawkins without sanding down the emotional sincerity at the centre of his writing. The strum pattern feels natural, the chorus lands with easy communal lift, and the whole thing makes you want to pull up a seat in your local haunt and become a barfly on the wall to the beauty of connectivity and shared small-town release.

Don’t Drive Home is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

credits Pushed Alt-Country Away from Indie Landfill with the Rose-Tinted Sting of Evergreen

If any contemporary band is worthy of being the ambassador for Liverpool’s culturally rich indie scene, it’s credits, who turned their latest single, Evergreen, into a session in soul-deep sublimity, carried by quasi-prophetic grace in the lyrics and the way they are projected into the expanse of alt-country, 90s indie, and Americana.

Put an Americana twang against the soaring choruses of Gold Against the Soul-era Manic Street Preachers and the introspective candour of Mansun, and you arrive at the dusky alchemy of credits, a band paving their way away from indie landfill with pure sonic gold.

Nothing in the production is overblown, giving Evergreen the intimate lack of pretence that became synonymous with college radio rock, yet credits place each note in euphonic suspension, creating a cinematically visual, radio-ready feather in their cap. Pedal steel, jangly guitar chimes, and Jay Morris’ reflective storytelling turn the track into a rose-tinted reckoning with a past love that still rattles around the mind like an address you remember too well.

The Liverpudlian power-pop songsmiths wear the lineage of George Harrison, Tom Petty, Neil Young, James Taylor, and Laurel Canyon harmony with open devotion, while production from Ben Harper and mixing from JB Pilon keep the single rooted in the future of indie. Whoever said you can’t have the best of both worlds?

Evergreen is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Rootsy Americana Revolved Around Siren-Ignited Heat in Michael B Tipton’s ‘Hot Headed Lover’

Michael B Tipton singed beyond the fringes of HonkyTonk Americana with his latest single, Hot Headed Lover; a rootsy allegory of how it feels to surrender yourself to a mercurial force beyond your control and catch the sparks of their fervour as they ignite to the excitement of danger. It’s the kind of catchy foot-tapping earworm that will spread an all-knowing grin through an entire audience; a testament to Tipton’s cheeky but rooted-in-reality observations of how the fairer sex doesn’t always play fair. 

There are serious songwriting chops etched straight into the core of the single, attesting to how Tipton has evolved into a troubadour of truth and a rhythmic revolutionary, whose tracks refuse to bend into mediocrity or pay pale tribute to the lineage of roots history.

The release lands with the easy confidence of an artist who knows exactly how to let a story swing. The groove keeps the temperature high, the hook rolls with a roguish charm, and the whole arrangement carries the road-worn snap of a seasoned performer who has lived inside the lineage he sings from. Across more than 26 years, Tipton has moved through country, folk, rock, and Americana, building his name on sharp songwriting and relentless touring. After returning fully to his songwriting roots in 2020, he pushed forward with Out Of The Woods in 2023, then sharpened his live reputation through more than 60 shows in 2025.

Hot Headed Lover is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Dust-Speckled Salvation Runs Through Outpost Drive’s Americana-Twanged Heartbreaker, ‘Broken Vein’

With their Americana-twang indie pop rock authenticity and the sonic sublimity of the massive dust-speckled production, Outpost Drive should be a name on everyone in the industry’s lips, and the latest single from the synergistic duo, Broken Vein, should be on everyone’s playlists. Without ever fundamentally moving too far away from the classic melodic rock formula, soaring guitar solos and all, they assert themselves as distinctive trailblazers in a single that feels nostalgic in all the right places.

What really seals Broken Vein is the evocative pull of the dual harmonies, carrying the kind of weathered ache that will speak straight to fans of Gram Parsons and Emmylou Harris. It feels like a simpler world as soon as you plug into the Outpost Drive discography; the static slips away along with the trappings of modernity, leaving nothing but a wide-open panoramic expanse and the search for salvation. The vignette around the pain of a sole protagonist gives the release its emotively raw centre, and God damn, it lands.

Broken Vein proves why their devout fanbase keeps devouring Outpost Drive, which comprises Alabama’s Mary Bragg Robinson, England’s Willow Robinson, and their transatlantic chemistry that gives the track its irreplicable voltage, with her Southern je ne sais quoi and his climactic guitar work feeding into those soaring vocals.

Broken Vein is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Ennis Hawkins – The Art of Being Alone: A Bruising Barfly Confessional Relayed Through the Canderous Twang of Indie Americana Folk 

The first impression when you hear Ennis Hawkins’ debut single, The Art of Being Alone, is WHERE HAS HE BEEN HIDING THAT VOICE?! After a strum of unassuming chords and the steady tick of metronomic percussion, the evocateur shows how he’s yet to find any form of sanctuary in isolation, but he has mastered the art of using vibrato to tear your heartstrings into splinters.

Once that rush of pensively powerful candour sets in, the soaring electric-guitar notes take their bluesy mark, adding a mournfully lush texture to a single that refuses to reduce anything to be comfortably palatable. When he confesses, “at the end of the day I go to the bar and destroy my liver and lungs just for fun”, Hawkins turns what so many glamourise into an existential cry hurled straight into the void of isolation. Through The Art of Being Alone, he may pull pain from lived experience, but he also exposes the wider malaise so many of us feel if we have even a shred of self-awareness.

If this is the first taste, my god, I’m ravenous for what comes next from the DMV region-based singer-songwriter who has spent decades developing his talent and dexterity that now shape his songwriting. After balancing elite-level athletics with a developing creative identity,  he’s found his definitive home with his debut.

The Art of Being Alone is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Mikernan Arrell  Delivered Rhythm-Drunk Defiance in His Infectious Country Confessional, ‘On My Travels’

There was no room for tired lyrical tropes in the brutally honest, raucously amplified country confessional Mikernan Arrell delivered in On My Travels. The firebrand singer-songwriter leans straight into the admission that maturity remains elusive at 35, and that the trials and tribulations of life have left scars instead of strength and wisdom. Through that confession, Arrell leads a riot of honkytonk candour, shattering the illusion many of us were sold: that age carries some natural proclivity towards maturity. Instead, he lays it bare. We are all just rolling with the punches, hoping fate doesn’t screw us too hard, and, if we are lucky, ambling across iconic hits in this punchy country-punk-rock vein.

The chaotic edges of the arrangement match the lyrical exposure. There is a ramshackled electricity in the rhythm, a rough-and-ready rapture that feels almost rhythm-drunk in its breakout urgency. As the title track of his latest three-track EP, the earworm surges with unfiltered energy, refusing polish in favour of electrifying volts of resonance. If you have smattered Steve ‘N’ Seagulls, The Cleverlys, The Dead South, and Iron Horse across your playlists, this release will land as an intravenous shot of high-spirited grit, delivered with a grin and a bruise.

Based in Portland, Oregon, Arrell carries decades of global stage experience behind him. A multi-instrumentalist who has fronted hard-rock trio Master Splinter, composed for alternative-rock duo Unanimous, and explored alt-country and Celtic-folk textures in his solo work, he brings that accumulated fire to his solo work. Beyond performing, he runs his own studio and independent label, building a self-sustained ecosystem that mirrors the autonomy in his songwriting.

On My Travels is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Joe Wilkinson lifted Americana with the wide panoramic pull of Travelin’ On

Over 55k people have already followed Joe Wilkinson’s on his rootsy Americana road through Travelin’ On,, and it becomes instantly clear why. The single and its official video refuse to sit in the shallow space of a dust-swept cruise. Instead, they form an embodiment of the human spirit before it was hemmed in by borders and the quiet illusions of constraint that keep people figuratively and metaphorically stuck in one place.

The honkytonk-kissed swing of the track moves with an effortlessly infectious pull, breaking through ennui with a reminder that no one else is behind the wheel of your life. There is a natural warmth to Wilkinson’s presence, magnetic in its soulful sincerity, carried by 70s piano glissandos, soaring guitar chords, and instrumentals that feel exactly like the instinctive language of a seasoned singer-songwriter who knows how to hold a listener steady.

As Travelin’ On rolls forward, its message is lifted into something that feels lived and breathed rather than performed. It is the kind of track that settles into the bones in the same breath that it pushes you out of stillness, forming its own small rebellion against stagnation.

Wilkinson’s path spans Poughkeepsie, New York City, and Los Angeles, each city carving its own impression into the storyteller he has become. His early chapter alongside Neal Casal set the foundation for the solo work that followed, including a debut album shaped with renowned players such as Leland Sklar, John Ginty, Buck Reid, and Fredo Ortiz. His storytelling pulls from real experience, giving his releases an emotional weight that reaches beyond Americana and into something more universally grounding.

Travelin’ On is now available on all major streaming platforms For the full cinematic experience, stream the official music video on YouTube. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Honeyed country-rooted consolation rises through the blue-colour blues of Eddie Rose’s ‘Steel Clocking In’

Eddie Rose opens Steel Clocking In (Alternate Take) with the kind of steady-hearted presence you only get from someone who has lived the graft rather than posed beside it. He writes from the life he knows, shaped by long shifts, heavy expectations, and those quiet late-night moments when you try to keep your hopes intact before the next alarm goes off. The single offers a glimpse into the larger project he has been building around narrative-led country storytelling, tied to upcoming releases for a podcast and TV series aiming to fuel people pushing through their own daily loads. That context gives the track a lived-in weight, though the song already carries enough tenderness on its own.

Rather than romanticising the struggle of blue-collar blues, Rose delivered a single fraught with consoling resonance for the unsung heroes who keep capitalism’s cogs turning. Void of pity yet swarming with acknowledging nods to the fatigue and the resilience held by everyone who keeps toiling, the accordance-rich, radio-ready release settles into the most tender parts of your soul, guided by the humble timbre of true-blue Americana instrumentals and Rose’s infinitely affecting vocals. Every inflection, soaring harmony, and pensive vibrato within his honeyed and honed vocal range hits exactly where it’s supposed to, making its impact through carressive soul. In an era when the grind is glamourised, Rose strayed from the path directed by façade and ego to reach out to the world-weary. It’s the sort of track you’d put on after a long week, letting the warmth spread while thinking, alright then, maybe it’s worth keeping on.

Steel Clocking in (Alternate Take) is now available on all major streaming platforms via this link. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

CC Witt set a soulful haze over heartbreak in her country ballad, Tryin to Love You

CC Witt took melancholic country balladry and soaked it in the dusky haze of dreamlike nostalgia with Tryin to Love You. The single radiates the smoky glow of regret through woozy doo-wop textures and reverb-laced organ notes, which drift like southern heat around stripped-back melodies. Its hypnotic, slow-sway rhythm holds your focus, but it’s in her vocals where the ache takes root. Through bittersweet harmony, she delivers a raw truth: that goodwill alone won’t stop some hearts from breaking each other.

Even as her voice swells with resolve, the sting never quite lifts. It’s a bruised sermon for lovers who saw the end before they ever touched the start, but kept reaching anyway. That emotional clarity, etched in each line, is exactly why Tryin to Love You hits as deep as it does—it doesn’t beg for tears, but earns them in the silence between verses.

Already a force fronting Savannah’s Americana outfit Lyn Avenue, CC Witt comes into her own on this solo release. With a voice once likened to Tammy Wynette’s paring knife—sharp but never cruel—she’s spent years weathering the roads of heartbreak, resilience and reflection. Those years were never wasted. They shaped her songwriting into something quietly devastating and authentically potent..

Tryin to Love You is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Michael Louis Austin – Hearts on Sleeves: Indie Americana Folk to Ache and Ascend With

Michael Louis Austin

Michael Louis Austin lets his sonic signature resound as an artful indie spin on Americana folk in Hearts on Sleeves, an LP that proves how cerebral immersivity can meet absolute accessibility without losing emotional weight. Across these tracks, he becomes one of the most magnetic troubadours of our times. The way he lights the fuse of his melancholic vignettes with arrangements that spark with joviality turns the record into a quiet triumph of resistance. He harnesses the pain of the protagonists in his panoramas, caressing them with empathy, and lets anyone listening find comfort and inspiration in the way he searches for the lightest lens to view the world through.

The emotional palette never settles. One moment the album drifts through art indie art folk, the next it grows into rugged country rock crescendos before sinking into Elliott Smith-esque introspection or sticky-sweet odes to Southern country. Hearts on Sleeves carries it all with fluidity, finding ways to make your heart ache before offering a salve that stays long after the last chord fades. It is a tour de force that exemplifies what it means for a singer-songwriter to let his soul lead the way through his arrangements.

Produced in Las Vegas by Thaddeus Corea, the LP sits comfortably within the alt country rock lineage while still feeling unmistakably his. With one of the most affecting voices heard this year, Austin keeps each song rooted in sincerity rather than spectacle. As Christmas approaches, Hearts on Sleeves feels like a gift worth unwrapping the moment it reaches the airwaves.

Hearts on Sleeves is now available on all major streaming platforms Find your preferred way to listen on the artist’s website

Review by Amelia Vandergast