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The Disenchanted Divinity of Feeling Ill-Fitted: Useless Wonder! by The Mercury Sounds

If the sanctuary within the tonality of Useless Wonder! is anything to go by, The Mercury Sounds have become masters of carving relics of nostalgic experimentation that border on divine intervention.

The Baltimore-based duo, Jason Stauffer and Josh Krechmer, have been long-hauling their sonic telepathy since primary school. Two decades later, they’re still refusing to colour within the lines. Their fusion of indie-pop vitality and folk-rock introspection culminates in Useless Wonder!, a cosmic lament steeped in lo-fi 70s alchemy. Through natural vocal proclivity and delicate lyrical agony, they sculpted an aching confessional that stings with the sentiment of not being built for a world that keeps shifting beneath your feet.

The way the vocals bleed with weary existentialism against the gauzy swell of warm distortion and glimmering, melancholic strings carries the same weight as a memory you can’t outgrow. The verses tether you to vulnerability, while the chorus throws you into an orbit of quiet resignation.

Even though it would be impossible to crown a Leonard Cohen, Joni Mitchell or Bob Dylan in our modern and fractured industry, it’s clear that if Useless Wonder! had surfaced fifty years ago, it would be playing through grainy AM radios as a national folk treasure.

The Mercury Sounds exhaled a truth for the quiet disenfranchised who’ve long since given up pretending they fit the mould, if you can align to that particular branch of melancholy, hit play.

Useless Wonder! is now available to stream on all major platforms, including SoundCloud.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars: Holding the Reins of Reverie – An Interview

Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars may not have set out to redefine Americana from the fjords of Norway, but through Stream of Consciousness Vol. 2, he proves how much weight a quiet voice can carry. In this interview, the seasoned singer-songwriter reflects on how the record’s textured soundscape and broader emotional range were born from the same creative well as his earlier, stripped-back work. The conversation moves through questions of artistic longevity, genre fidelity, and the unshakable pull of honest songwriting. Olav offers rare clarity as he addresses the absurdity of social media-fed narcissism, the tension between restraint and revelation in lyrics, and how communal voices helped carry his songs past what he could reach alone. If you’re curious about what it means to stay real in an industry obsessed with reinvention, you’ll want to read this to the final line.

Olav, it’s a pleasure to welcome you to A&R Factory. Thanks for taking the time to speak with us about your latest album and the work that’s brought you here.

Thanks for having me. It’s always nice when people take the time to listen and engage with the music.

Stream of Consciousness Vol. 2 feels like both a continuation and a departure from the stripped-down aesthetic of its predecessor. What prompted the decision to lean into a fuller, more band-oriented sound this time around?

The songs themselves called for it. While Vol. 1 was initially recorded mostly in one room with a couple of vintage mics, just me and my guitar, this time I felt the stories needed a broader palette, even though most of the songs were written at the same time as the ones on Vol. 1. The band and I had a few loose sketches from earlier sessions, and we built on those with intention. I wanted to preserve the rawness but stretch out sonically. The choir, the organ, the layered guitars all serve the emotion rather than cover it up.

You’ve often been described as a “country purist,” and yet your work never feels stuck in the past. How do you strike that balance between staying true to the genre’s roots while still saying something personal and present?

I think it comes down to honesty. I grew up on country, gospel, soul, and folk music, and those genres were always about truth-telling. I’m not trying to recreate the past or chase trends either. I just write what feels real to me, in the moment I’m in. If the bones of a song are strong, you don’t need to dress them up too much. It’s in the heart of the song where tradition and now can meet.

Growing up in Stavanger with your father’s blues records must have shaped your early understanding of storytelling through sound. Can you recall a specific record or moment that first made you feel like songwriting was the path you needed to follow?

I remember hearing “There Was a Light” by Chris Bell for the first time. That wrecked me. It wasn’t blues, but it had the same ache and beauty I heard in the old records my father played. That song opened a door for me. It was fragile but certain, and I knew I wanted to write something that made someone else feel like that.

Norway isn’t the most obvious place to find a voice like yours echoing the spirit of Gram Parsons or Uncle Tupelo. Have you faced any pushback for committing to a genre so rooted in American tradition, or has it opened more doors than expected?

Both, to be honest. Early on, people weren’t quite sure what to make of it. Americana wasn’t a big thing in Norway when I started out. But over time, I’ve seen it connect with people on a deeper level than genre. A good song is a good song. And now there’s a growing scene here that embraces those roots, so it’s been encouraging. We even have a name for it: Norwegicana or Nordicana, I believe they call it. Check out the likes of Malin Pettersen, Darling West, and Sugarfoot, to mention a few.

The new album touches on longing, protest, and personal growth without slipping into preachiness. How do you decide which themes to explore in your writing, and what made these topics feel urgent now?

I don’t sit down with a theme in mind. I write to process, to reflect, to figure things out. But of course, the times we live in seep into the writing. The world feels fragile and loud. I wanted to make something that holds space for both anger, frustration, and beauty and grace. I think we’re all craving a bit more meaning and connection. These songs came from that place.

From the title track to “Protest Singers,” the lyrics feel carefully weighted, even when delivered with simplicity. How important is restraint in your writing, and do you ever feel tempted to say more than you should?

Restraint is key. A line can hit harder when you trust the silence around it. I always try to write from a place of clarity. That doesn’t mean every emotion is tidy. It just means I aim to say what needs to be said and let the listener meet me halfway. And yes, I do sometimes want to overexplain or tie it up in a bow, but that’s usually when I know I should pull back. On another note, this particular song is written with a sense of my own humorous taste. Even though I feel the negative, almost narcissistic energy we all bring to the table through the lens of social media, and I write about some of the interhuman results of this on this record, I also see that same energy in many singer-songwriters’ work these days, including my own, and I do find that to be a bit funny.

There’s a strong communal feel to this record with the addition of the choir and guest vocals. How did those collaborations come about, and what did they bring out in the material that may have surprised you?

The choir is something I’ve always been fond of, but this was the first time it really became an important instrument in helping build the songs’ crescendos. The songs were reaching for something bigger than myself, and I wanted other voices to carry that weight with me. Working with friends and fellow musicians is always a blast. It wasn’t about perfection, but rather about feeling. And it surprised me how much that lifted the songs beyond what I had imagined.

After nearly twenty years in music, you’re still creating albums that critics are calling career-best work. How do you keep that spark alive, and what does longevity in this space look like to you?

You stay curious. You stay open. I’ve never had a five-year plan, but I’ve always tried to show up fully for whatever season I’m in. Some years you feel like you’re climbing a mountain. Other times it flows like a river. But if you keep writing a little bit every day, keep listening, and keep learning from the masters, I guess the spark keeps finding you. Longevity, for me, isn’t about staying relevant. I honestly do not care about staying relevant. It’s about staying real.

Stream the latest releases from Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars on Spotify now.

Interview by Amelia Vandergast

Dust-Stained Dreams and Sky-Wide Hymns: ‘Dreamer’ by Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars

‘Dreamer’, lifted from Stream of Consciousness Vol. 2 by Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars, traverses the most affecting intersections between the avenues of Americana, Alt-Country, and Folk Rock while conjuring a blissfully ethereal manifestation of roots-deep reverie. It’s gospel for anyone who calls the open road home and finds sanctuary within the horizons of a free imagination.

Olav Larsen & The Alabama Rodeo Stars work with a rare sense of serenity and synergy to deliver a sound that instantly transports you to the panorama of soul they paint through harmony, cutting folk strings, and bluesy guitar licks that ground the release in virtuosic cultivation. It takes a rare breed of musician to make innovative passion feel like a timeless portal to a time when life was simpler and sanctity was easier to find, but clearly, Olav Larsen knows exactly how to deliver sonic solace to wearied nostalgia-inclined minds.

For nearly two decades, the Norwegian country purist has channelled his love for traditional songwriting into a raw, heartfelt sound shaped by the weight of Hank Williams, Bob Dylan, John Prine, and Neil Young. As always, his voice carries a weathered resonance that doesn’t posture or reach—it simply lays truth bare. Stream of Consciousness Vol. 2 broadens the blueprint laid out in the first volume, offering a more expansive, full-band experience without losing the poetic intimacy that defines Larsen’s approach.

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

Review by Amelia Vandergast.

Erin Inglish’s I Will Not Obey: A Banjo-Laced Battle Cry in a World Built to Break the Willing

I Will Not Obey by Erin Inglish

Erin Inglish pulled no poetic punches in I Will Not Obey—a protest single that rules out compliance and refuses to be complicit through silence. The honkytonk instrumentation and her hauntingly ethereal folk vocals take protest music right back to its roots while injecting swathes of feminine fire into the production. When the single reaches its chorus, an almost hypnotic tribal energy takes over the track, awakening you to how you’ve slept until you’ve woken up in this fever dream of a tyrannical system where there’s no justice or peace, unless you can pay the price of privilege.

Her razor-sharp songwriting, composed around the words of Utah Phillips, allowed this single to spring to life as far more than the sum of all its parts. It’s almost enough to inspire you to join a Wicker Man-style cult and collectively take down the government.

With arrangement support from Adam Nash and Sean Alexander Collins, and banjo lines that bleed defiance into the architecture of the single, Inglish channels her craft into a folk-rooted statement piece that is far from sentimental nostalgia. Her artistry, sharpened across three solo albums, five collaborative records, and a globe-spanning performance history, culminates in this moment of rebellion wrapped in timeless musicality.

As a banjo-wielding songwriter and activist based on California’s Central Coast, Inglish has always pushed her voice beyond performance—I Will Not Obey ensures that her voice echoes where it’s needed most.

I Will Not Obey is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Bandcamp.

Review by Amelia Vandergast.

Jack Kendrick and The Broken Wonders Cut to the Core with the Folk-Punk Candour in ‘Spoke to My Doctor’

Jack Kendrick and The Broken Wonders

With an evocative sting sharp enough to cut through the coldest souls, Spoke to My Doctor pulls all the right emotively bruising punches. Jack Kendrick and The Broken Wonders are void of pretence as they put melodies to the maladies of the modern age, distilling the agony of a system designed to manage, not mend. The alt-90s aura bleeds through every chord, carrying the weight of raw emotion as the instrumentals fuel the energy and the lyrics lay bare the disillusionment.

Emotionally, the track pivots on a knife-edge, striking with unfiltered honesty. If you’ve ever stared down the tunnel, squinting for a light that refuses to show, or placed your faith in a medical system too ill-equipped to salve the wounds it barely acknowledges, Spoke to My Doctor will hit like a gut punch. The emotion isn’t just in the words—it’s in the way every note aches, in the expressive vocals that never veer into performance for performance’s sake.

After years of relentless gigging, sharing stages with folk-punk legends like Gaz Brookfield and Ferocious Dog, Jack Kendrick has built a reputation for no-frills, high-impact storytelling. This single only cements that further, proving their ability to turn personal turmoil into a cathartic anthem.

For anyone who’s ever felt unheard, Spoke to My Doctor makes sure the message is loud and clear.

Spoke to My Doctor is now available on all major streaming platforms.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Ananda Murari – Desert in the Middle: A Mirage You’ll Want to Chase

There’s plenty of sanctuary to be found in the fluidity and flora of Ananda Murari’s spiritually expressive exploration of texture and tonality in ‘Desert in the Middle’; the instrumentals alone are enough to subdue you into its sublimity. When the call of Ananda Murari’s magnetically honed vocals enters and reverberates soul throughout the release as they melancholically spill poetica epiphanies, there comes an affirmation that natural-born singer-songwriters exist—exist in the form of Murari, who carries all of the grace(land) of Paul Simon.

As the single progresses, it transitions into a divine sonic expanse where catharsis is free to savour, to cling to as you envelop yourself in Murari’s ability to paint seraphic worlds through sonorous motifs that leave gilded imprints in the soul. 

Rooted in eclectic indie folk, Murari’s work weaves ancient storytelling, raw emotional introspection, and spiritual depth shaped by his years spent living as a monk. Through his time in devotional silence, he discovered the tonal nuance and lyrical sensitivity now central to his music. The result is a rare kind of songwriting that doesn’t chase impact—it emanates it.

Drawn from his No Coins Needed project, which folds fatherhood and spiritual reintegration into every measure, Desert in the Middle reflects a new era of introspection. It is a sojourn worth taking time and time again. Whether performing solo or with his full-band collaborators, Murari makes music that doesn’t ask for your attention—it earns your surrender.

Desert in the Middle is available to stream on all major platforms via this link.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Alpine Jubilee Inch Closer to the Indie Folk Pop Throne with ‘Fiver on the Favourite’

Alpine Jubilee won us over with their debut, but with Fiver on the Favourite, they well and truly conquered. Folk-tinged indie pop has rarely sounded this expansive, with flourishes tinged with psychedelia and melodies that seem to ascend endlessly. The single instrumentally invites you to a state of transcendence, while the abstract lyricism filters in, almost serving as another instrument, adding texture to the euphonic tonal masterpiece that progressively enthrals with each new nuanced transition.

Born from the creative partnership of brothers Trevor O’Neil and Glenn O’Neil, Alpine Jubilee stretches across continents, with Trevor based in Toowoomba, Queensland, and Glenn in Geneva, Switzerland. Their sound pulls together an eclectic mix of instrumentation, featuring acoustic guitar, violin, trumpet, harmonies, ukulele, mandolin, mando-cello, tin whistle, harmonica, bass, percussion, synthesisers, and even a zither. Their influences range from 80s new wave and darkwave to twee-jangle pop, contemporary nu-folk, and alt-country, and it shows in the depth of their arrangements. Joining them on the track are Flavia O’Neil on trumpet and backing vocals, Nelson O’Neil on drum programming, and Oliver Liang on violin.

If you’re sick of folk artists who bring the same old pale imitations to the table, Fiver on the Favourite is a surefire antidote to monotony.

Fiver on the Favourite is available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify. For the full experience, watch the official video on YouTube. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Just Xris Painted a Sun-Soaked Memory With His Acoustic Folk Pop Debut, ‘Mother Leah’

With his debut single, Mother Leah, the up-and-coming singer-songwriter Just Xris turns nostalgia into melody, offering a vignette steeped in warmth and reverence. His folksy acoustic pop signature runs parallel to the introspective musings of Cat Stevens and Paul Simon, but the heart of his sound beats entirely in its own time. Every note lands softly, yet speaks volumes, unburdened by excessive amplification.

Rooted in childhood weekends spent on a farm called Leah near Ellisras (now Lephalale), Mother Leah is a sonic love letter to the people and places that shaped him. Those early days of exploring nature, working hard, and sharing unforgettable moments with family and friends fuel the song’s reverie-rich melodies. There’s nothing but love and adoration reverberating through the single, which allows you to imagine what Elliott Smith’s discography might sound like if it were soaked in serotonin, yet not drowning out the affecting quiescent vocal inflections.

Music has been a lifelong passion for Just Xris, first sparked at age 13 when his mother gifted him her old nylon-string guitar. After spending his teenage years playing in a band, he finally took the leap into music production, leading to the release of Mother Leah on January 21, 2025. Blending folk, country, and indie influences, his succinctly sweet melodies speak volumes without excessive embellishment. Whatever he delivers next, we will want to devour it.

Mother Leah is available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Suite for Claddagh by Conor Churchill featuring Philip Bowen – A Love Letter Cast in Folk Gold

Conor Churchill doesn’t chase reinvention; he understands the weight of tradition and wields it with quiet confidence. Suite for Claddagh is unapologetically Americana to its roots-reverent core, with folk motifs threading an even more timeless touch through its sweeping production. There’s no pretence, no self-indulgence—just razor-sharp songwriting and grandeur born from restraint, allowing every note to breathe.

Philip Bowen’s violin work carves through the track like an autumn wind stirring old memories, lifting Churchill’s introspective storytelling into something cinematic. The rich imagery in the lyrics drives the song forward with the same contemplative solace found in watching water ripple—offering fleeting glimpses into something deeper beneath the surface. It’s a love story, but more than that, it’s an ode to finding meaning in the quiet spaces, the spaces that change and shape us even when we’re not looking.

As a glimpse into his debut album, Brand New Branches, Suite for Claddagh cements Churchill as a songwriter primed for a long-lasting legacy. With a sound that pays homage to the legacies of John Prine and Jason Isbell while staying firmly his own, Churchill captures the melancholy of change and the beauty in embracing it. His debut may be long-awaited, but with songwriting this refined, it’s clear he’s been growing into it all along.

Suite for Claddagh is available now on all major streaming platforms, including YouTube.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Secondhand Smoke – Sinking Ships’ Twang-Soaked Hymn for the Wandering Soul

Sinking Ships by Sinking Ships

Sinking Ships doesn’t play Americana by the book—he stains it with Detroit’s garage rock grit and lets it linger in the air like Secondhand Smoke, which also happens to be the title of his latest single. With twangy, roots-reverent guitars cradling the intro, the track gently pulls you in before his gravelly, whiskey-soaked vocals take centre stage. Echoing the swagger of Dogs D’Amour and The Stones, his delivery balances rugged sincerity with a devil-may-care coolness.

The sepia-toned lull doesn’t last long. As the crescendo kicks in, the single shifts from dusky introspection to full-blown rock ‘n’ roll earworm. Winding guitar strings, steel guitar timbres, and brashy chords ensure the alt-country undercurrent never fades completely—it stays locked in, an uplifting presence coursing through the track’s folk storytelling heartbeat.

True to tradition, Secondhand Smoke paints a panorama of a portrait, tracing a beatnik attempt at self-discovery, where hope clings to the horizon like the last glow of a setting sun. Whether meaning is found or not seems almost secondary—the real story is in the search itself.

With this release, Sinking Ships proves he’s found his footing in the crossfire of alt-country, indie, and garage rock. His sound isn’t polished, it isn’t predictable, but it lands exactly where it needs to—right in the marrow of modern Americana’s restless spirit.

Stream Secondhand Smoke on all major platforms, including Bandcamp.

Review by Amelia Vandergast