It takes me about the length of Bob Dylan’s “Desolation Row” to drive home from the Saxon Pub. “They’re selling postcards of the hanging...” What we have come to accept as the norm for society is scary. It has gone so far passed the bonds that used to hold us tight, it boggles the mind. 'Snooki' and the 'Housewives' and the relentless celebration of bad behavior. And the politics of it all, as both left and right decry what we are becoming, while espousing the same aspirations. The irony is that both sides have different points of view, 180 different, but seemingly want to attain the same things. Now with the growing poverty, widespread uncertainty and relentless upheaval, it leaves one to wonder whether will we be a new generation of nomads in search of the future; hitchhiking, riding the rails, living in new-fangled communes, growing our own?
Photo Credit: Genevieve Pierson
Enter Zoe Muth & The Lost High Rollers from Washington state. They visited us during the Music Fog Marathon at Threadgill’s in March, whereupon they rocked sweet and cool. “Hey Little Darlin’” positions the unrequited outsider, set against a subtext of hard times. It is no wonder to me why Americana music is being embraced right now. It speaks to what is going on in our lives. Who needs to crawl into fantasy pop when it seems like everyone we know is suffering. Zoe Muth and the band are playing the Rhythm and Roots Reunion today and tomorrow. Lucky you if you're in Bristol, Tennessee. The original version of this song can be found on the debut self-titled album. Here is the Music Fog version.
- Jessie Scott
