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Sun-Pinned Leaves turned liquor-soaked memories into roots-deep warmth on ‘Last Bar in Town’

As the number of old-school bars dwindles, UK Americana duo Sun-Pinned Leaves, known for their penchant for honky-tonk, roots-deep grooves, penned the ultimate ode to the formative dens of hedonically raucous pleasure with Last Bar in Town. Christopher Brown and Neil Faulkner have carried their creative partnership from schooldays in 1975 through a 2018 reunion and eight albums, and that long musical kinship is as electric as ever

Raising a proverbial glass to the venues of some of life’s sweetest and liquor-soaked memories, the upbeat, foot-stomp-worthy Americana earworm puts the emphasis on the sweet in the bittersweet allegory of cultural epicentres becoming revered relics of a bygone era. The guitars feel sun-warmed and barroom-ready, the vocal delivery has that easy companionable pull, and the rhythm moves with the looseness of a room where everyone knows the chorus as well as the toll of the last orders bell.

The band’s roots sit comfortably near the story-led Americana of The Mavericks, the pub-floor warmth of Nick Lowe and the country-folk lift associated with Steve Earle. Their recent ISSA Gold Awards for International Vocal Duo of the Year and International Male Songwriters of the Year add weight to a release that was undoubtedly Americana chart-ready as soon as it was penned.

As the first single from their ninth album, Lost in America, Last Bar in Town sets an infectious standard; it’s enough to make you grab your coat and order your usual while you still can.

Last Bar in Town is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Ennis Hawkins – 2 or 3 Rhymes: Contemporary Country for the Frustration of Kafkaesque Romance

Roots-rooted rhythm and fervent fire burn through 2 or 3 Rhymes, the emotionally charged country release from Ennis Hawkins. The 23-year-old singer-songwriter, producer and multi-instrumentalist, raised in Southern Anne Arundel County, Maryland and now based in Tampa, brings piano-deep musicianship, recent Nashville seasoning and a wide musical education into a song that keeps its sincerity right at the surface.

2 or 3 Rhymes modernises country for the contemporary malaise of navigating a world that only seems to increase in complexity. For anyone who has found romance to be practically a Kafka-esque affair and seeks solace in country, Hawkins brings the volition necessary for catharsis, letting the wounded allegory of desire unfold without varnishing over the emotional scrape.

The production stays vintage-toned and melodically honed, while the vocals remain front and centre, carrying the realism of the song’s wound-aware candour until the deliciously raw guitar solo delivers the most visceral outpour of emotion.

Hawkins’ background, from early piano to guitar, saxophone and collegiate athletic discipline, helps explain the track’s sturdy musical spine, but the real pull comes from how naturally Hawkins lets country, blues-warmed soul and bluegrass-rooted feeling speak through one voice.

If Tyler Childers’ plainspoken sorrow and Chris Stapleton’s bruised melodies speak to your soul, expect 2 or 3 Rhymes with its heartland honesty with old-soul bite to resonate right through it.

2 or 3 Rhymes is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Reed Waddle’s ‘Lonesome Dove’ gives feather-light Americana a spectrally melancholic wingspan

Reed Waddle gave the singer-songwriter genre back its wings with his latest spectrally melancholic single, Lonesome Dove. A Telluride Troubadour Grand Prize winner and decorated songwriter with roots stretching through Boston, New York, Nashville and Atlanta, Waddle brought his road-worn Americana gravity to his spiritually loaded, yet weightless production.

The feather-light approach to Americana reaches the epitome of diaphanous sublimity as Waddle resists easy reminiscence of the greats with the soul-stirring resonance he draws from lap steel strings. Sure, listeners can clutch at the lineage of Townes Van Zandt, Jason Isbell and the chapel-stained end of classic country soul to allude to the haunting introspection pouring like smoke across the winding, roots-rooted instrumental arrangement. But his authenticity is far more impressive than vague sonic semblances.

After Lonesome Dove has built towards a quasi-gospel-esque atmosphere and inched towards an outro that leaves you almost at a loss with what to do with yourself, for the way the parable-driven single embodies loneliness in its rawest, most uncorrected state, he silently invites you to sit beside the void and breathe. Don’t be surprised if the single epiphanously awakens you to absences you never realised lived within you, which, frankly, is rude as hell and gorgeous in the best possible way.

Lonesome Dove is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Fred Neil’s classic slips into Angela Chambers’ moonlit Americana spell on ‘Everybody’s Talkin’’

The pen has always looked lethal in Angela Chambers’ grip, more haunting than standing on unhallowed ground during witching hour, but she puts it to rest for her latest release, Everybody’s Talkin’. The actress, model, flautist and singer-songwriter reworks the Fred Neil classic, made immortal by Harry Nilsson in Midnight Cowboy, through her own Americana-laced nocturnal sensibility.

Under Angela Chambers’ charge, Everybody’s Talkin’ wears a quasi-mystic new skin. The winding Americana chords, lush chamber orchestral swells and sheer sublimity of her smoky-with-melancholy harmonies light the release in a nocturnal romantic glow, allowing desire to slow-burn through the rework, moving at a teasing pace that lets you drink in the lush decadence of Chambers’ multi-faceted aesthetic talents.

Chambers has moved through alternative pop, rock, Italo-disco, cinema, modelling and voice work, carrying a life split between the US and Germany into music drawn from everyday bruises and matters of the heart. You can hear why Lana Del Rey, Janis Joplin, Annie Lennox, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie and Lady Gaga sit in her reference field; she shares their appetite for drama, but filters it through a more intimate, moonlit Americana spell.

After sync placements, film roles and renewed creative fire following a near-death experience, Chambers has returned with a cover that feels glamorously haunted.

Everybody’s Talkin’ is now available on all major streaming platforms via this link.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Front Porch Panache Met Boom Bap as Wolf Richards Unveiled ‘Memphis Delta Rap’

Wolf Richards shipped boom bap down the Mississippi Delta in his latest single, Memphis Delta Rap, a track that lets hip-hop history and Delta blues heritage sit in the same smoke-filled room. The baritone guitar strings that sound as though they have rusted in the humidity of the production introduce the single before a deep, heavy groove locks everything into motion.

Following his instrumental album Epic Tales, Richards completes his 2026 hip-hop trilogy with a release that stretches across more than a century of Black American sound. After the Caribbean-bossa-nova flavour of Take It Slow and the jazz-blues big-band energy of Blue Note Bap, Memphis Delta Rap closes the circle with slide guitar, harmonica blows and roots-deep Americana symbolism wrapped around old-school hip-hop weight.

The percussion stays electric while the strings evoke front-porch panache and leave the roster of emcees enough space to bring their own flavour of fire. It would be easy for the release to fracture into a showcase reel, but the swampy Americana alchemy paired with Richards’ musical intelligence enmeshes the individual character of the bars with complete cohesion. It is as though the emcees have gathered around the same mythic porch light.

If another artist explored this intersection of seemingly contrasting genres, it could easily fall into novelty experimentation, but Richards knows exactly how to finesse the fusion into a synergy of soul and swagger. The crucial distinction is that the blues is played for real; it breathes through the performance, giving the track a living root system beneath the boom-bap reverberations.

Memphis Delta Rap succeeds because it respects both traditions while chasing a fresh form from the dust between them.

Memphis Delta Rap is now available to stream on all major platforms, including YouTube.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Runaway Baby by The Star Prairie Project Steered Americana into a Sun-Scuffed 60s Escape Route

College radio rock tuned into an Americana frequency on Runaway Baby, the latest single from the soon-to-be viral sensation, The Star Prairie Project. With the kind of melody that leaves you swaying woozily through the nostalgia of sepia-tinged, sun-soaked bygone summers and choruses which your soul will need to swell to stretch around, there is warmth burning from the core of the earworm, putting the pedal to the metal of rock n roll stripes that refuse to stick in one lane.

The Star Prairie Project, led by songwriter Nolen R. Chew Jr. from Star Prairie, Wisconsin, carries a collaborative spirit that reaches from LA to London, pulling different musicians and producers into records with genuine narrative spark. Runaway Baby was written with Tom Tikka, whose voice and production help steer the track into a playful 60s Southern California intersection, complete with Beach Boys-style harmonies, fiery guitars, and a cheeky lyrical double meaning that lets the car and the girl blur into one sassy runaway myth.

After the streaming success of California Smile and Sweet Surrender, Runaway Baby pushes the project further into Americana-flavoured radio gold, arriving just in time for summer with a chorus arranged for open windows and reckless optimism.

Runaway Baby 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

Get caught in the hauntingly hypnotic drift of Virtual Nobodies’ bluesy Americana neo-pop act of longing, ‘Bona Fide’

Bona Fide by Virtual Nobodies will prick shivers straight through your soul; with one of the most affecting crooner timbres resonating from an artist of this generation, the dusky neo-pop single becomes an act of evocatively uninhibited haunting hypnotism.

By kicking their sound right back to the 50s, ensuring the modernistic touches remain arcane instead of archaic, Virtual Nobodies, with the swaying scintillation in their downtempo cinematic sonnet, blew us away with Bona Fide.

The sense of romanticism is filtered through a hazy lens of americana; nothing is forced, nothing is rushed, everything drifts at an achingly amorous pace, stretching across lonesome nights, pining for the return of the muse of this profound panorama of a love song which sits heavy on your chest, giving you butterflies with every lift in the ethereal with blues folk nuances. There is a dusky grandeur in the delivery that evokes the ghostlier magnetism of Roy Orbison and the velvet-hearted ache of Chris Isaak, while the atmosphere carries its own narcotic sway, steeped in nocturnal longing.

Helmed by Jeremiah Gray and Xavier Valdez, Virtual Nobodies pull from cinematic Americana, desert-born mystique, and outsider poetics. With guidance from producer Niko Bolas, upcoming debut album anticipation, NPR support, and recent recognition from LA Living magazine, they are shaping a space where vintage swagger and modern melancholy meet with arresting emotional force.

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

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Annie Stensland Spun Roots-Reverent Country into Breakup Playlist Gold on ‘You Ain’t Worth My Chase’

When a breakthrough country singer-songwriter can leave you as invested in her heartbreak vignettes as you are when your best friend breaks away from the guy you always bit your tongue about hating, you just know they’re going to go far. Annie Stensland’s You Ain’t Worth My Chase invites you to live vicariously through the grace of her stripped-back, roots-reverent slice of Americana, which cuts right to the core of the ‘better off without you’ rhetoric.

The vindication within the self-empowered lyrics almost becomes your own as you’re fuelled by the recognition of how sweet it is to take losses in your stride, especially when what’s lost never matched your worth. Pop chart toppers could learn a thing or two from Stensland, from the magnetism in her diaphanously soft yet unreckonable harmonies and the way she traverses the emotional spectrum through melody.

With nuanced but stridently efficacious rock-leaning crescendos, evocative piano against assuring acoustic guitar strings, and her natural talent as a troubadour of soulful maturity, You Ain’t Worth My Chase deserves a spot on every breakup Spotify playlist. It feels like there isn’t an expanse wide enough for her voice not to resound across.

Colorado-born and now Nashville-based, Stensland writes from a place shaped by the classic country lineage of Alan Jackson, Loretta Lynn and George Strait, while letting folk warmth and rock muscle sharpen her storytelling, all of that paid off in spades in her seminal sophomore release, which followed her debut with her infectious earworm, You Hate Country Music.

You Ain’t Worth My Chase is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast