Recently I was complaining (as old men are wont to do) about the state of modern country music, and asked Will Truman for some pointers on where to find some that’s worth a dime; because modern country pop radio just ain’t cuttin’ it for me.
He has yet to respond.
A million stories they can tell, and yet they seemingly keep telling the same ones over and over, using the same structures and chord progressions (see the pretty damning video up top), and slathered all over with the same shiny pop gloss you find everywhere else today. What’s the point?
Enter this dude.
Hell of a guitar player, and it’s hard not to recall the Waylons and Johnnys and Merles and Hanks and Willies in his just-don’t-give-a-fish demeanor, and the almost existential musings he brings into his lyrics.
Who knew this old new wave/synthpop one-hit wonder was ripe for an old-school C&W-crooned makeover?
Plus, he’s named “Sturgill”! What’s more country than that?
Your move, Truman!