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ALBUM REVIEW: Anna Tivel Explores Her Final Frontier on 'Animal Poem'
Anna Tivel is a consummate storyteller whose keen eye and compassionate heart have dazzled us with stories of floating balloons; an elderly queer couple whose momentoes of their quiet defiance are destroyed in a house fire; a troubled young man who is mistaken as a suspect in a mass shooting;
QUEER COUNTRY: Paisley Fields' Limp Wristed Country Revolution
Last time around, I wrote about Karen Pittelman setting the stage for a generation of LGBTQIA+ artists in country and roots music. Paisley Fields is one of the artists from that Queer Country Monthly series whose path is in step with the scene’s general expansion and broader acceptance. This
ALBUM REVIEW: Ben Nichols Camps Outside of Himself on 'In The Heart of the Mountain'
Ben Nichols has been an underrated anchor of Americana music since before the genre became overly simplified and radio-friendly under that moniker. His Southern punk roots have infused Lucero’s gritty anthems for a quarter-century, and his new solo album In The Heart of the Mountain continues in
QUEER COUNTRY: Six Degrees of Karen Pittelman
EDITOR'S NOTE: Queer artists and queer country music make up an essential part of the independent music community No Depression is proud to cover. Like the best folk musicians, they both challenge and uplift its traditions, moving the genre and culture forward in important, innovative ways. This month,
ALBUM REVIEW: Cam's 'All Things Light' Searches for Solid Ground Through Small, Intimate Moments
Most artists spent lockdown digging deep into their discomfort, their isolation, their loneliness and wrote intimate, thoughtful albums that taught us all how to make peace with ourselves. Then they got those albums out as soon as they could. For Cam, All Things Light, has been five years in the
ALBUM REVIEW: Ben de la Cour Embraces the Night on 'New Roses'
With New Roses, Ben de la Cour delivers the sonic equivalent of that eerie feeling you get when the beams from an oncoming set of headlights brush over you on a rainy day. It’s not quite a run in with your mortality, but there is a sense of a