Maeri Ferguson

“Will it be me or it will it be her/to say I love you first?” Buck Meek sings on “Gasoline,” the energizing opener on his latest solo outing The Mirror. This frenetic buzz that comes with new love (or old love that feels new again), the power it yields

There isn’t a single note on Julianna Riolino’s sophomore album Echo in the Dust that isn’t delivered with what sounds like every bit of gusto she’s got. Whether she’s offering a romantic gesture or a simmering kiss-off, Riolino uses all of her voice—the

Emily Scott Robinson begins her latest record, Appalachia, with a hymn, a promise for the year ahead to be better than the last. With a melancholic echo of “Auld Lang Syne,” Robinson offers some hope for new beginnings even when it seems unthinkable. And though “Hymn for the Unholy”  wasn’

“I’m nobody’s pocket change,” sings Sophie Gault on “Pocket Change,” a kiss-off befitting the rough-around-the-edges sound Gault has been perfecting for years, this time on her latest record, Unhinged. Gault’s voice is a pretty snarl, its soft and abrasive sides in beguiling harmony,

Editor’s Note: Here at No Depression there’s too much great roots music in a year for us to cover it all. So in December, when new releases slow down, we ask writers to review some of the best albums we missed throughout the year in an on-going