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40 Best Country and Americana Albums of 2018

Country music and its all-encompassing cousin Americana reminded us why the genre remains the pinnacle of storytelling

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Country radio may not have reflected the results, and the conversation around the topic was often rancorous, but there’s little doubt that 2018 belonged to women. Kacey Musgraves signaled a new beginning with the glorious, boundary-pushing Golden Hour; Brandi Carlile provided a cathartic statement about perseverance in turbulent times with By the Way, I Forgive You; and Ashley McBryde announced herself as a major new talent with her debut Girl Going Nowhere. Meanwhile, exciting Americana talents like Courtney Marie Andrews and Becky Warren released collections that highlighted their distinctive singing and songwriting voices. Not that the dudes were a slouch — Dierks Bentley and Brothers Osborne released top-flight mainstream country albums, while American Aquarium and Will Hoge offered potent documents of a nation in crisis. Established performers like John Prine and Kenny Chesney shared space with newcomers Kane Brown and Dillon Carmichael, just one of the many reasons this corner of the music industry is consistently worth watching.

Becky Warren Undesirable

Becky Warren, ‘Undesirable’

“We’re All We Got,” the first track on Becky Warren’s second album Undesirable, starts off with some Tom Petty-style electric guitar riffing and a doozy of an opening line: “Back home, they pass Christmas Day by killing something wild.” It’s a statement almost as audacious as the album’s concept: songs inspired by Warren’s conversations with vendors of Nashville’s homeless newspaper, The Contributor. What could have gone horribly wrong instead goes incredibly right, thanks to Warren’s richly detailed, empathetic writing and the muscular-but-lean rock & roll that serves as its vessel. Sure, tracks like “Sunshine State” and “Let Me Down Again” sound great with the windows down, but they also depict her underprivileged subjects as complicated people, struggling with grief or mental illness, finding a little joy here and there — just like the rest of us. J.F.

Mike and the Moonpies Steak Night at the Prairie Rose

Mike and the Moonpies, ‘Steak Night at the Prairie Rose’

In just 38 minutes, Mike and the Moonpies deliver a master class in country music on Steak Night at the Prairie Rose, a 10-song collection that cements the Texas band’s status as undeniable honky-tonk heroes. Chief Moonpie Mike Harmeier leads his group through freewheeling, two-stepping songs that celebrate both the freedom of the road and the familiarity of getting stoned on the couch, but it’s the poignant, heartache numbers that pack the most punch. The title track is a gorgeous tearjerker about spending barroom time with dad, while “Beaches of Biloxi” laments losing your nest egg — and wife — to those slippery Gulf Coast casinos. By the time Harmeier and guitarist Catlin Rutherford are swapping solos on the kiss-off closer “We’re Gone,” your faith in honest country music has been restored. J.H.

Sarah Shook and the Disarmers Years

Sarah Shook & the Disarmers, ‘Years’

North Carolina’s Sarah Shook & the Disarmers chronicle the dissolution of a long-term relationship on their marvelous second album, tightening up their playing and songcraft to make a powerful statement about resilience. Leader Shook retains her snarling, country-punk vocal delivery, cracking wise about her late-night carousing, self-medicating and bouncing between gender perspectives. She sings of reaching an exhausted breaking point in “New Ways to Fail,” warning, “I need this shit like I need another hole in my head,” and then finally breaking free in the album-closing title track as she reclaims her sense of self-worth. For anyone who felt overwhelmed and tired by the flood of terrible things in 2018, Years was a raised fist in the air to keep on going, no matter what. J.F.

Dierks Bentley The Mountain

Dierks Bentley, ‘The Mountain’

There’s no question that Dierks Bentley is a multifaceted artist — he can be a bluegrass revivalist, a drunk on a plane party boy and a smoldering balladeer. Sometimes those distinct personalities can split his fans down the middle, making it feel like his albums only serve one segment of his self, or his audience, at a time. That all changed on The Mountain, an LP born out of the Colorado soil where it was recorded and mostly written, and one that artfully joins all of those sides together. There’s the rock & roll Bentley on songs like the Brothers Osborne duet “Burning Man,” the banjo and fiddle-loving Bentley on the exquisite “Travelin’ Light” with Brandi Carlile, and the sultry piano-ballad Bentley on “My Religion.” But the magic in The Mountain is how it blends all of these elements, with each musical moment nodding to the next. Bentley no longer seems concerned with getting to the top. Rather, he’s perfecting the path of his ascension. M.M.

Mary Gauthier Rifles & Rosary Beads

Mary Gauthier, ‘Rifles & Rosary Beads’

A remarkable project by a veteran songwriter, in collaboration with veterans in the traditional sense, this inspiring LP is a fruit of the national Songwriting With Soldiers project. Gauthier gives voice to the wisdom, struggles and pain of U.S Armed Forces members — their spouses, too — and words are not minced. “Got holes in my ear drums, bruises and clots/ Double vision and my stomach’s in knots” sings the narrator of “Still on the Ride,” a song haunted by survivor’s guilt. The title track conjures “Vicodin, morphine dreams” with visions of “bombed-out schools and homes,” while the “The War After the War” testifies to the homeland battles of caregivers. Rifles & Rosary Beads is an important, powerful work, and worth far more than a hundred hollow Nashville slogans about supporting our troops. W.H.

Courtney Marie Andrews May Your Kindness Remain

Courtney Marie Andrews, ‘May Your Kindness Remain’

In a year that saw no end to political division and social unrest, some coped with anger. And others, like Courtney Marie Andrews, turned to kindness. In the bigger, bolder, more soulful follow-up to the stripped simplicity of 2016’s Honest Life, Andrews creates a campaign for compassion that opens with an absolute monster of a song, “May Your Kindness Remain,” transforming her into a folk-gospel preacher spreading her message with unbelievable vocal power but uncanny delicacy. Whether embodying an “Ohio”-era Neil Young on “Border” to looking at a bummer lover with a sarcastic eye on “I’ve Hurt Worse,” May Your Kindness Remain is the kind of compass we all need to navigate an uneasy climate. M.M.

Erin Rae Putting On Airs

Erin Rae, ‘Putting on Airs’

Erin Rae’s voice sounds like something from an Antebellum parlor — it warbles, flutters and coos; stares you dead in the eye; then swoops out of frame like a starling on wing. Her country-folk debut feels like a lost Seventies session, set in a faintly psychedelic Southern-goth haze with autoharp, mellotron and George Harrison-esque slide guitar. Her tradition comes with modern-day perspective: see “Bad Mind,” inspired by an aunt declared an unfit parent “just because she had a woman for a lover in ’98” and the way history still haunts anyone questioning their sexuality. “Anchor Me Down,” meanwhile, is a waltz that laments “Honey, I miss the old days, too/ I panic cause they’re gone” — while celebrating precisely how they’re not. W.H.

Ruston Kelly Dying Star

Ruston Kelly, ‘Dying Star’

There’s nothing more human than a story of redemption — particularly one that shows there’s an attainable path out of the ashes. Which is where Ruston Kelly was when he began Dying Star: on the trails of an overdose and on the verge of finding love and the will to stick around for the future. “I took too many pills again,” he sings on “Faceplant,” “blacked out for a week, didn’t eat, didn’t sleep, came to, did it all again.” It doesn’t get more frank than that, but Kelly’s equally able to use metaphor to his advantage, spiraling off the concept of a dying star as it grabs his last fits of glory before it disappears forever. Luckily, Kelly’s not going anywhere. Through delicate, dreamy steel guitar (courtesy of Kelly’s dad “TK” Kelly) and an ethereal but rugged voice, the songwriter takes us on a journey from darkness (“Blackout”) to the beauty in the ends of things (the title track). Dying Star keeps flickering, even after the last song has been sung. M.M.

Brent Cobb Providence Canyon

Brent Cobb, ‘Providence Canyon’

On the title track of Brent Cobb’s Providence Canyon, the Georgia native sees mainstream country’s fondness for drinking around a bonfire and raises the stakes. “The night won’t last forever, after all,” he sings in a soulful drawl, accompanied by gentle acoustic guitar and wisps of pedal steel. Our time here is brief, he seems to be saying, and happiness is found in those idle moments spent among friends and family. Cobb returns to that thesis statement repeatedly on Providence Canyon, even as he branches out stylistically from the country-folk of 2016’s Shine On Rainy Day. This time around, he tosses in grooving slabs of country-funk like “Morning’s Gonna Come,” “.30-06,” and “King of Alabama,” his tribute to the slain country singer Wayne Mills, and a little Southern rock workout with “If I Don’t See Ya.” When he returns to more  acoustic folk territory on “Come Back Home,” he’s missing everything familiar and worried he may lose sight of himself if he stays away too long. Considering Cobb’s gift for communicating down-home joy and pain, let’s hope he never does. J.F.

Brothers Osborne Port Saint Joe

Brothers Osborne, ‘Port Saint Joe’

Reuniting with Jay Joyce for their second album Port Saint Joe, Brothers Osborne proved that the group’s early mainstream success has only made them more resolute to blaze their own path on the fringes of commercial country. Songs like “I Don’t Remember Me (Before You)” and “Pushing Up Daisies (Love Alive”) are sultry mid-tempo ballads led by TJ Osborne’s delicate baritone, whereas “Shoot Me Straight” and “Drank Like Hank” lean further into raucous bar-band country-rock, led by John Osborne’s inventive lead guitar, than anything the group has tried before. This time around, there are more winking nods, clever turns of phrases and deft narrative turns on songs like “Tequila Again” and “A Couple Wrongs Makin’ It Alright,” proof that in the midst of fine-tuning their craft and musicianship, the group has also mastered the most precious of lessons for a young band: how to have fun. J.B.

Ashley McBryde Girl Going Nowhere

Ashley McBryde, ‘Girl Going Nowhere’

This year’s most exciting country debut came from Ashley McBryde, the 35-year-old whisky-swilling, deep-voiced Arkansas native whose Girl Going Nowhere toes the line between Seventies singer-songwriter folksiness and streamlined radio-rocking trad country. After opening with her unlikely rags-to-riches narrative on the chilling title track, McBryde spends the next 10 tunes spinning vital stories about the holy sanctity of FM radio, dirty jean jackets and small-town dive bars, channeling Mellencamp by-way-of Patty Griffin along the way. J.B.

Amanda Shires To The Sunset

Amanda Shires, ‘To the Sunset’

Lubbock, Texas singer-songwriter-fiddle player Amanda Shires broadened her sound and flirted with electro-rock experimentation for To the Sunset, her third album in five years. The result is this year’s most adventurous, thrilling Americana release, full of immaculately-crafted pop should-be hits (“Leave It Alone”), haunting heartland folk-noir (“White Feather”), and revelatory reimaginations of older mainstays (“Swimmer”). Shires’ latest, her most accomplished effort to date, was also one of 2018’s most succinct examples of an artist discarding all conventions and expectations in service of the song. J.B.

Eric Church Desperate Man

Eric Church, ‘Desperate Man’

Doubling down on Church’s bonafides as a rock singer rooted in country music, this set delivers Stonesy swagger, honky-tonk sagacity, rip-roaring guitar, and an impatience for bullshit, cultural or political. On “Hippie Radio” he shouts out classics by Cat Stevens, the Jackson 5, Billy Idol, Kansas, Warren Zevon. But the political songs eschew specifics, beyond his working-person’s solidarity and the healing properties of whiskey. Another strong argument that American rock & roll’s nexus is Nashville. W.H.

Neko Case Hell On

Neko Case, ‘Hell-On’

Neko Case recorded Hell-On as her house literally burned down, and there’s an alternating sense of tension and acceptance throughout it. She sings about God (whom she describes as a “lusty tire fire” on the brooding title cut), comical misfortune (on the straight-ahead rocker “Bad Luck” the punch line to all her tough breaks is “I died and went to work”) and fierce femininity (“Winnie,” a Sapphic ode to an Amazon with a stunning assist from the Gossip’s Beth Ditto). Depending on the song, she bridges country and rock and even includes a few electronic flourishes, all while spilling out her heart, making for her sharpest and most well-rounded album to date. K.G.

John Prine The Tree of Forgiveness

John Prine, ‘The Tree of Forgiveness’

No American singer-songwriter besides Dylan — a confirmed fan — has a longer run of greatness than Prine. His first set of originals in a decade, produced by country-Americana guru Dave Cobb, reaffirms that. His plainspoken tenor creaks hard, amplifying the come-on-home poignancy of “Summer’s End” and the gravitas of “Caravan of Fools” (a spot-on indictment of our current administration); “When I Get to Heaven” ponders the hereafter with punchlines, earned sentimentality and looming void. Here’s hoping he doesn’t get there for a long while yet. W.H.

Brandi Carlile By the Way I Forgive You

Brandi Carlile, ‘By the Way, I Forgive You’

This full-on breakthrough by a self-described “small-town lesbian folk singer,” By the Way, I Forgive You validated a mighty talent on plain display since her 2005 debut. But Carlile’s inspirational songs also nailed a dark-days cultural hunger, thanks partly to her magnificent voice, and partly to understated-yet-huge production by Dave Cobb and Shooter Jennings. “The Joke” is a pep talk to outsiders to live their truth, haters be damned. And when she sings “you’ve had about as goddamned much as you can take!” on “Hold Out Your Hand,” it felt like the voice of every progressive fighter in a world suddenly gone mad. W.H.

pistol annies, interstate gospel

Pistol Annies, ‘Interstate Gospel’

With Miranda Lambert, Ashley Monroe and Angeleena Presley – three of country’s greatest talents — singing and writing together, this supergroup is a true group, part of why the songs on their third set cut so deep. The dark sides of love and marriage get met with sass (“Got My Name Changed Back”) or, more often, rue (“Best Years of My Life,” “When I Was His Wife”), and the songs stand with each woman’s best. And the band – including vets Chuck Leavell (Allman Brothers) and Dan Dugmore (Seventies Linda Ronstadt) — roots them in rock and country equally. W.H.

Kacey Musgraves Golden Hour

Kacey Musgraves, ‘Golden Hour’

Her pop breakthrough was more than just Musgraves’ transformation from Loretta Lynn-styled country music subversive into a cosmic soft-rock cowgirl (with disco leanings). It was a sly exploding of all rules dictating what constituted “country” in 2018. It went top five pop and hit Number One on the country charts, all with — predictably — scant support from mainstream country radio. The LP is expansive yet down-home, chill despite its grand ambitions delivering gracious wonder (“Slow Burn”), trademark sass (“High Horse”), Daft Punky vocoder (“Oh, What A World”), and an LSD-inspired song about her mom (“Mother”). W.H.

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