Making a mixed CD is, in my opinion, a thrilling yet sometimes thorny undertaking fraught with various obstacles like perfectionism. The last mix I made was for a romantic interest, and it was at the very start of the relationship, so although I had confidently assured the recipient (all starry-eyed) that I would try to make it “less depressing” than I normally would, I soon encountered another problem. I wanted to succeed in the aforementioned task, yes, but that goal was complicated by my fear of including inappropriate or unduly passionate lyrical content, because doing so could fray the tender yet tenuous thread that was tying us together and send us spinning in opposite directions. I couldn’t be dropping L bombs before we had decided we were even going to see each other again. And, of course, I had to convince him, in 20 songs or less, that I had impeccable taste in music. I don’t know if I succeeded on any level because I still haven’t given it to him yet.
So imagine the veritable smorgasbord of feelings—including honor, excitement, and inadequacy—that flooded my senses as I was put in charge of the music for me and my friend Amy’s western road trip, which begins tomorrow in Montana. I refuse to hightail through Yellowstone and Jackson listening to chillwave, and there’s no fucking way Thelma & Louise were into lo-fi. I want country, dammit. And I don’t have any. Fortunately, I listen to enough country-influenced musicians that I was able to make do. Even better, I discovered KEXP’s Swingin’ Doors program (which happens every Thursday evening), and I heard this song by Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers. It’s on the mix. As is Gary Stewart’s classic, “She’s Actin’ Single (I’m Drinkin’ Doubles).” Time to get my whiskey on in the Wild West, folks.
Who: Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers
What: Zoe Muth and the Lost High Rollers
Where: Seattle, Washington
Why: “I play it cool and I act as cold as ice / It’s the only way I know to make you look twice / Because you only believe me when I’m lying.”
How: Zoe Muth