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Liv Aldridge discovers a sweet and narrative-driven country song
This short, sweet and conceptually coherent country song by Callum Kewen indulges in a fantasy of one’s life being read by an external jury and operating like a book, where the song narrator realises a comforting circularity as they feel the ‘chapters’ closing.
The guitar, vocals and song architecture are all smooth, processed and curated, lacking a little in the looseness and roughness I prefer in country, but the songwriting concept persists, and weathers the storm of cleanness. Perhaps the chorus is a bit sonically homogenous with the extended repetition of “alright”, but the narrative works, and this is a country song after all. Kewen’s experience of epiphany is what sticks with me as a listener and experience cannot be pre-packaged.
