Album Review – Pony Bradshaw’s “Ode To Humidity”

Americana (#570) on the Country DDS.
Amid all the clamor about the myriad of crises that modern American music is facing—from the implosion of the touring model, to the adoption of AI, to influencer networks and nepo babies usurping attention via algorithms—there is still a strong contingent of listeners on an ever-present headlong search for the next artist that can gratify their souls beyond expectations like the first time they heard one of their favorite records.
Pony Bradshaw had already put himself into an exclusive pantheon of modern songwriters for his mastery of the Southern vernacular with his previous four album releases, at least with those that are willing to dig to find the very best in country and Americana music. When you don’t just draw comparisons to artists like Chris Knight and Guy Clark, but writers like Mark Twain and William Faulkner, you know you’ve reached an elite level.
But on his latest album called Ode To Humidity released with little warning, fanfare, or material support from publicists or labels and such, Bradshaw takes that same blisteringly ambitious and expansive approach to writing songs, and also brings it to producing and arranging them. This is not to say his previous works were subpar from a musical perspective. But certain songs and moments absolutely overwhelm you on this album with their sonic ambitiousness.
It’s the way Pony Bradshaw takes what some may consider low brow or even based colloquialisms and turns of phrase, and transforms them into a menagerie of wisdom and insight, only with an exquisite order and intention behind them. It’s not just what Poony says, but how he says it. And even when something might fly right over your head initially, you’re not bewildered or frustrated; you’re delighted and inspired by the challenge at the riddle to unravel. Sometimes there might not be a message, just the exploration of phrases or ideas, all of which are exclusive to the American South.
But as enriching as this all might sound to intrepid listeners, it might be too bitter, too exclusive to be consumed by certain cohorts, or frankly, large swaths of the population. Yet when the chorus of the album’s single “When I Take My Final Shape” hits, you feel that same warm inviting infectiousness you might feel from your favorite rock or pop anthem. “Universal Thump” draws you in deftly with its purposeful, propulsive beat. And then when it switches to half time in the chorus and nails the mother of all grooves, you’re absolutely disarmed.

The magic of “Jukebox Oblivion” is significantly more understated, but perhaps even more potent with the ultra-moody organ bed making jello of the walls that often disallow the listener to become fully immersed in the experience. The second, third, and fourth track of Ode To Humidity might be most potent 1-2-3 punch of songs we’ve witnessed in years, and certainly make their case for such for 2026.
The rest of the album is not too shabby either. Some might listen to the song “Don’t Forget The Hot Sauce” with its seemingly mundane and repetitive lyrics and think, “What’s the big deal with this guy?” But it’s the unspoken commentary the song creates that contains its value. Bradshaw presents some anachronistic language in “Queen of the Lepers” with his references to bitcoin and avatars. But in this case, he’s given license for the way he so exquisitely paints the dystopian nature of the current moments in song.
Overall, Pony Bradshaw accomplishes in nine songs what many entire catalogs fail to, not to mention these 20 and 30-track monstrosities trying to hoard all the credits from the attention economy. Bradshaw isn’t even trying to compete in that realm, which really might be the biggest key to winning, or at least to not losing in the music game. Comparatively, Bradshaw is like the folk art proprietor, making his little one-off creations for the cottage following he’s accrued, and finding ample fulfillment in that pursuit.
Pony’s also announced that there will be another complete album coming later this year called Through a Glass Darkly, set to arrive on November 13th. He also promised more details on how these sister albums came about “in the coming weeks” after Ode To Humidity was originally released on August 14th. Those details have yet to be forthcoming.
But even without explanation, Ode To Humidity has distinguished itself from the crush of weekly releases and the din of noise that is rolling through the algorithm. Pony Bradshaw has released something that unlike so many other modern creations no matter the medium, feels like it will withstand the test of time. Beyond the musical enrichment it contains, Ode To Humidity comes with an assurance that all is not lost in the human creative pursuit, even if you have to dig more than ever before to find it.
9/10
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September 8, 2026 @ 9:36 am
Pony Bradshaw is the best songwriter in the whole wide world, and I’ll stand on Zach Bryan’s coffee table in my cowboy boots and say that.
September 11, 2026 @ 7:58 am
Zach Bryan isn’t a close second, but yes Pony Bradshaw is amazing.
September 8, 2026 @ 10:01 am
“Bachelor on the Side of the Mountain” may be the most aggressively self-important collection of words ever mistaken for a song.
I don’t know what happened to Pony Bradshaw between his last album and this, but apparently somebody convinced him that having fewer lyrics automatically makes the remaining lyrics deeper. It doesn’t.
This song is basically a handful of vague Appalachian-sounding nouns, a couple of portentous phrases, and the repeated invocation of “Bachelor on the side of the mountain” until the listener begins to wonder whether the song is actually unfinished or whether we’re being subjected to some kind of endurance experiment.
“Cabin in the sky.”
Okay.
“Bachelor on the side.”
All right.
“Bachelor on the side of the mountain.”
Jesus Christ, Pony, we got it. There is a bachelor. He is on a mountain.
Then comes “Look me in the eyes / When you tell me lies,” which at least resembles an actual lyric written by a human being who has experienced another human being. Unfortunately, it arrives in the middle of what otherwise sounds like somebody’s notebook got accidentally recorded before they finished writing the song.
And this is track one.
Not an interlude.
Not a 47-second experimental palate cleanser.
Not the hidden track you discover after buying the vinyl.
The opening fucking song.
It’s the musical equivalent of walking into a restaurant, sitting down, and having the chef bring you an empty plate while whispering, “Consider the absence of food.”
And apparently Saving Country Music thinks this is a 9/10.
At this point I’m wondering whether I’ve been listening to an album or whether I’ve accidentally wandered into a graduate seminar in Contemporary Americana Semiotics where everybody is terrified to admit that the emperor is standing there stark fucking naked.
There is a difference between minimalism and incompleteness.
There is a difference between mystery and vagueness.
There is a difference between poetry and refusing to finish the fucking sentence.
And there is absolutely a difference between being atmospheric and having nothing to say.
Pony Bradshaw is capable of writing extraordinary songs. That’s what makes this so infuriating. When a mediocre songwriter writes something like this, you shrug. When someone who has previously demonstrated genuine lyrical ability releases a song that sounds like he wrote it on the drive to the studio and then decided the lack of a second verse was actually a creative choice, that’s fucking maddening.
Maybe I’m missing something.
Maybe there are layers.
Or maybe it’s a guy on a mountain and Pony ran out of fucking words.
I’m voting for the latter.
September 8, 2026 @ 10:23 am
This is how I feel about his previous work too. He makes word salad poetry set to country music melodies, with a really nice voice .
Word salad is pretty common in rock lyricism so this isn’t a bad thing, but there’s not much storytelling in the previous albums. I haven’t listened to this current one yet
September 8, 2026 @ 11:27 am
Storytelling, character creation, and setting is the bedrock of Pony Bradshaw’s songs. I hear that in this album, and in his previous albums.
I’m just not sure how much we should read into AdamAmericana’s rant on one particular song as a global take on Pony Bradshaw the songwriter.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:47 am
“Not much storytelling in the previous albums”
What?
September 8, 2026 @ 12:54 pm
Please explain what sawtooth Jericho is about. There are lots of individual images and phrases, but not a story
Best I can come up with is it’s something about Native American heritage and liking hunting and a girl who likes alcohol and how that feels good. I had to look at the lyrics to even put any of that together.
If that was a poem of a rock song it would be fucking genius. In rock they do that type of stream of consciousness, list of images sort of songwriting.
It doesn’t really make a country song or country storytelling in my opinion.
September 8, 2026 @ 1:06 pm
Hello Stellar. Sawtoothed is a weird one. And it is a stream of consciousness kind of song. I tend to enjoy that approach. James Joyce is a favorite of mine. Which I’ve learned is a divisive opinion to hold. When I wrote the Calico Jim record I did so in 9 consecutive days while taking my expired dental work pain meds. I don’t necessarily condone that behavior but that’s the truth of the matter. After writing Sawtoothed I woke up the next day and tried to figure out what Sawtoothed Jericho actually was, if anything. Still no definitive answer but others have said that I might’ve been thinking of a plant called Jellico here in the area. Thanks for listening.
– Pony
September 9, 2026 @ 11:01 am
It’s obvious that Sawtooth Jericho is about a raccoon.
September 9, 2026 @ 6:18 pm
I realized what this kind of ‘mystery meat’ rock lyrics technique reminds me of.
It’s like 16 Horsepower doing gothy Christian-sounding word salad that is very hard to interpret because it’s basically made out of phrases that sound cool in the guy’s notebook strung together in musical ways- you can tell it’s Christianish and the guy’s personal faith makes him a great singer who sounds like he deeply deeply feels and believes the …. something… in the songs-
but you can’t tell from the lyrics what experience/belief/bible concept he’s referring to most of the time. It’s a vibe, a fantastic, gorgeous, heartfelt-sounding vibe, but it’s hard to call most of those 16 Horsepower songs ‘storytelling’ . Oh and I love 16 Horsepower. The musical gibberish eventually made me stop listening to the albums because that word salad technique just bothers me so much. I eventually just found other gothic country artists who do the same vibe but are actually saying something I can follow.
Lots of people write that way. ONe technique is to look through your notebook of found phrases, figure out how to string them together rhythmically whether they tell a story or not (bob dylan I think, Jeff Tweedy talks about it in his How To Write One Song book, lots of rock folks do that, the 16 Horsepower guy talked about writing this way in a documentary). It creates stuff that sounds like it’s deeply meaningul but you can’t tell what it means, or makes a confusing ‘acid trip’ effect, or sounds like it’s so deeply personal to the writer that it’s no longer communicating something specific to the listener because the mystery meat is such a mystery.
It’s totally appropriate in lots of genres, but I can’t think of any traditional country that used this technique- maybe maaaaaybe Micky Newbury in the early 70’s but he was clearly an experimental artist with psychedelic leanings.
September 10, 2026 @ 6:22 am
Stellar.
It’s an odd thing to see, a person speaking about your work with the utmost confidence. You ought to holler at me so we can break all these word salads down. Not because I think you need assistance, but maybe because your judgement about how I go about writing is biased and using a system of criteria I don’t abide by. I’ve never read the Tweedy book. But I do respect Jeff and Mickey (Newberry).
I don’t really consider most of my music to be country. Adjacent probably. I’m from the South and sound and think the way I do. I realize this is a country music review but I can’t control who talks about the record.
Maybe I am experimental. I’m more than ok with that. I think it’s a fair assessment. But I write a lot of straightforward songs too.
Historically I’ve tried to stay out of the fray and not explain too much or engage with strangers on the internet. It’s a dangerous game for someone like me who leans manic and is OCD. I can’t bear sitting for a filmed interview. The panic abounds and I begin sweating profusely. So I avoid those for the most part.
Over the last 10 years of making and releasing records I’ve learned that I want to be perceived correctly. Which is probably an ego thing, and most likely, normal human behavior. The scrutiny creates a desire to explain. I’m certain the task is unattainable too.
Sure, the listener gets to be in the know when a song is broken down line by line, but is that what all of this is about? Knowing? Being right? I don’t know. I’ve never really thought too much about how a song of mine will connect with others. I’ve just assumed that there has got to be other folk with similar tastes as me out there who may stumble upon my records. I accept the fact that it’ll be minimal.
Maybe I’ll see you out on the road and we can fellowship some. Too much red wine and I’ll start over-explaining. I’ve enjoyed the dialogue here more than I expected. Maybe my skin isn’t as thin as I thought.
– Pony
September 10, 2026 @ 9:37 am
Look I never said you right this way. I said I hate this type of writing. For examples I give our other artists to do this and other artists to talk about the fact that they do this.
I deeply deeply detest certain genres such as certain types of indie folk and this type of songwriting is one of those. I have a visceral reaction to it and have had that reaction since I was like 12 and started paying attention to songwriting. I remember having this argument about like stairway to heaven with other 12-year-olds.
Honestly if you have to explain what a song that is about that means you’re not communicating. That may be okay. People may not care about it in this case. Personally in my case I like the fact that songs are a form of communication, not that it needs a backstory that needs to be explained to me over a drink or whatever.
September 10, 2026 @ 9:07 pm
I had a stroke trying to read the swill you wrote.
September 10, 2026 @ 10:50 pm
I’m losing my eyesight to an old people disease at a not old person age. I am using speech to text and there is no edit button
If on the other hand you just have trouble reading they do have adult literacy classes.
September 8, 2026 @ 10:25 am
Spot on, Adam.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:02 am
Hmm, don’t really detect the hidden layers either (apart from a callback later on, on the track Jukebox Oblivion), but I find the opener mostly quite forgettable, not actively offensive. And the rest of the album sounds pretty great on first listen and a half.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:09 am
Goodness, okay.
So as I said in the review, sometimes I listen to a Pony Bradshaw song, and have no idea what is going on. I’m okay with that. Also, sometimes a Pony Bradshaw song is purposefully simple, if not based. That is how he’s expressing what he wants to convey. I can’t say that’s what’s happening on “Side of the Mountain.” But before I got 7-paragraph mad about it, I would first question my own intellect about what I’m missing.
As I also said in the review, to me it’s tracks 2,3,4 that seal the deal on this being a great album. Take ‘Side of the Mountain” as a dud if you wish, I still think it’s a strong effort.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:21 am
Adam, you’re right. It’s an intro, preamble, an interlude. A proclamation. A man split from his wife who now lives alone. Establishing that right out of the gate was important to me. Then the record begins. Should I have noted that in parentheses next to the song? Maybe so. I admit it’s a long intro and some will assume it’s a whole song. But I sometimes just fail to see the whole picture until I’ve released a record. It’s all creative trial and error for me.
Bravo on squeezing semiotics into a passionate review on the internet. I’ve read Pierce too. Good stuff.
I understand that repetition in lyric writing is irritating, but it is one of the oldest literary devices out there. And highly effective. No matter how much it frustrates a reader or listener.
I bet you won’t forget who the bachelor on the side of the mountain is now.
Go ahead and roast me with your next comment. I’m bowing out. I’ve reached my social media engagement limit for the year. I appreciate the degree of seriousness you put into the critiquing, and your continued support. This foray into rebutting was exhilarating.
– Pony
September 8, 2026 @ 12:50 pm
Sir- I fully understand if you are at max capacity but I would dearly love to know if your line “Practice resurrection” is a tribute to the late Wendell Berry. That is one of my favorite quotes of all time and I love how it fits into the overall theme of the story you tell there.
September 8, 2026 @ 1:00 pm
Hello B. All good. I think I can handle a little more dialogue on the internet. It was in fact a nod to Berry. RIP. Appreciate you listening.
September 25, 2026 @ 7:18 pm
I’m not poet, literature buff, or learned man but I’m digging both albums.
Saluting you Mr. Bradshaw!
Keep it up!!
🫡
September 8, 2026 @ 11:29 am
I’m with you here. Trigger is usually the gospel for me 9 out of 10, pun intended. Feel like it missed the mark for me.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:48 am
In nearly 20 years of running this outlet, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a comment that takes such exception with one song that it completely destroys the credibility of an album, completely destroys the credibility of an artist, and it completely destroys my credibility because I wrote a cohesive critique about the entire work instead of going on a rant about how awful the writing in the opening song is, because really, that’s all that really matters in life at the moment.
If Pony Bradshaw is too obscure for you, I totally get that. I talked about that at length in the review. I feel really bad for any listener who would rob themselves of the value that can be found in Pony Bradshaw’s catalog because they don’t understand the lyricism of one song … especially from a guy who likes to sometimes work in obtuse shades.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:54 am
People love to shit on things they can’t quite comprehend. Been that way for ages.
September 9, 2026 @ 5:55 pm
These two comments remind me of people bitching when you tell them you don’t like the Grateful Dead. “You just haven’t listened to it correctly, you don’t understand it, etc.”
A few people seem to be getting really butthurt about people not liking an experimental artist, and taking it personally in triggers case.
September 9, 2026 @ 7:04 pm
Steller,
I said in the review for this album, “But as enriching as this all might sound to intrepid listeners, it might be too bitter, too exclusive to be consumed by certain cohorts, or frankly, large swaths of the population.”
I’m not surprised some people don’t like this album. I expected it. I would be surprised if people didn’t. What I didn’t expect was a tirade about the opening song. What I didn’t expect is people comparing Pony’s lyricism to “mystery meat.” (It’s not, btw). I also didn’t expect to have my credibility question just because I feel I get what Pony Bradshaw is doing, even if others don’t.
September 9, 2026 @ 11:02 pm
Trigger, I don’t think anybody except you thinks it’s a reflection on you that a couple of us don’t like the album, or in my case, that style of lyrics writing. People use the comments section here exactly like they would use any other form of social media which includes (but is not limited to)
-posting our own lyrics ideas
-posting jokes
-going on rants about how much we dislike something
-going on rants about how much we like Jeremy pinnell and or turnpike
-getting into our own fights about politics and or religion
I have plenty of beef with how this comments section runs but it is a pretty lively non Facebook independent country music venue, and people are going to have opinions about musical issues and I don’t think anybody thinks it reflects on you specifically when we’re talking about our own opinions about music.
I honestly think it’s dumb that pony Bradshaw jumped into the discussion to defend himself because it just makes y’all look butthurt in some way but most of the time, reviews include criticism. I mean like this section included criticism of Chasen Wayne’s singing for one thing. That just happens in these comments section and I think most artists understand that’s going to happen online.
September 10, 2026 @ 9:17 pm
You think it’s dumb that an artist cares enough to have civil dialogue with people that listen to his music? Be less obtuse.
September 8, 2026 @ 11:36 am
I think you’re thinking about this a little too hard. Maybe Pony should consult with you on his next writing session even though he doesn’t collaborate. Maybe go listen to Gavin Adcock or Luke Bryan or some shit. Jeeeeeezuz.
September 9, 2026 @ 9:46 am
Thank you for continuing the spirit of pretentiousness in Americana Music.
September 9, 2026 @ 9:52 am
It couldn’t be more obvious that your comment is AI generated…
“Not this.
Not that.
But this.”
That cadence appears in nearly everything chatgpt spits out.
So now we know what the probabilistic text generator’s opinion is.
What’s yours?
September 8, 2026 @ 10:15 am
Push past that opener and you find a very fine album 11/10
September 8, 2026 @ 10:40 am
I just saw Pony opening for Charlie Crockett. He played most all from the new album. The crowd didn’t know what to make of Pony. It was a great show and early on he said ” y’all are going to have to sit through some slow depressing songs but you’re just going to have to deal with it” (paraphrasing). I have wanted to see Pony for a while now and finally got to see him live. I was absolutely not disappointed. Great way to spend a few hours with Pony and Charlie.
September 8, 2026 @ 1:00 pm
Opening for Charley Crockett is not a good sign… err, semiotic.
September 8, 2026 @ 12:30 pm
lol 9!? Gimme a break. Short silly little album.
September 8, 2026 @ 12:52 pm
It’s funny how often I get reefed in the nuts around here for giving all my grades in the 8s. Then I hand out a legitimate 9, and that’s what folks want to harp on. Just like if I give an album a 7.9, it’s taken as a negative review, and that I’m “attacking” the artist.
“Short silly little album.”
Tell me in four words that who have no clue what the music of Pony Bradshaw actually is.
September 8, 2026 @ 12:57 pm
Don’t cut yourself on all that edge. Pray tell, what album in the last 5 years would you hand a 9 to?
September 8, 2026 @ 2:15 pm
Easy. I’ll just start with last year….colter memories and empties. Turnpike price of admission. Isbell foxes in the snow. Welles with the devil. I understand this album has a really strong three song run. In my opinion and by my standards it can’t be this short and have silly throw away songs about hot sauce at the end and be considered a nine which means just about perfect. Anyway I’m not hating on trigger specifically. It’s fine I just think it’s a weird record to like that much. Heaping it with this much praise reminds me of people that like Radiohead just to seem deep. And for the record I rarely comment on the ratings here. I more so bitch when artists I like don’t get reviewed quickly enough lol (ahem Leon Majcen!). To conclude I will say there are some exceptional lyrics and melodic qualities and sounds to this album. It’s just not enough for me to consider a complete great album and I am a fan of Pony’s. Maybe upon hearing its sister album I will further understand it and appreciate it. I will listen a few more times as I have about two weeks before what I believe will be this year’s first true 9 releases.
September 8, 2026 @ 4:37 pm
If those albums are worthy of a 9, it’s a clear indication of how far down the toilet we are today.
Compare the albums to Steve Earle’s debut 40 years ago. On the current 0 to 10 scale, it would be around 90.
Imagine that: 40 years ago, we got debuts by Randy Travis, Dwight Yoakam, Lyle Lovett, Steve Earle, The O’Kanes, Holly Dunn, Ricky Van Shelton and T. Graham Brown. Nanci Griffith and Marty Stuart released their first albums on a major label, too.
And that’s just within the country genre.
September 8, 2026 @ 5:09 pm
LOL guitar town wow what a masterpiece
September 9, 2026 @ 11:07 pm
Yeah but keep in mind that the breakthrougha in 1986 we’re happening against a backdrop of about 8 or 10 years of really shitty horrible 1980s style production, in some ways that context/comparison is something like all the artists putting out independent country music in 2013 rather than what’s happening right now in 2026.
kind of a low point in country music, so all of those albums stood out in a way that really looked like the beginning of a revolution. Right now we are in the middle of an absolute golden age of amazing music, at least in the online / independent country music fandom, and not really a good comparison to go back to Steve earle or anyone else putting out albums in the late 80s in country music.
September 8, 2026 @ 8:08 pm
You can’t compare Pony to Colter or TT. It’s just different stuff. Prove me wrong.
September 8, 2026 @ 9:24 pm
That’s kind of my point though. This isn’t exactly normal country music. Some people who really like normal country music are really turned off by mystery meat lyrics because they just really stand out in this genre
September 9, 2026 @ 6:48 am
“This isn’t exactly normal country music.”
It wasn’t sold as such though.
Some of my frustration at the reactions to this album is how all of this was talked about and addressed in the review itself. It also speaks to the importance of some of the first comments in a comments section, because they often dictate the conversation.
The broader theme of the review itself is how there are still people out there searching for those elemental music moments that only the most involved of music can afford. That is who Pony Bradshaw is trying to appeal to. If you want a ’90s throwback country record, there’s plenty of them out there. And many of the same commenters complaining here, they complain whenever I review one of those because it’s too cliche and I grade it in the 8s.
September 9, 2026 @ 5:56 pm
“searching for those elemental music moments that only the most involved of music can afford. ”
Uh what
September 8, 2026 @ 5:35 pm
Pony, I really appreciate you taking the time to explain that. And honestly, knowing what you intended with the song changes the way I hear it. I was approaching it as the first song on the record rather than as the introduction/proclamation you intended it to be, so I was probably judging it on the wrong terms.
I still have to admit that my first reaction was basically, “What the hell is this?” 😂 But I think that’s part of the beauty of making something personal and unconventional, you can’t always control the first reaction people have to it.
I’ve followed your music for a while and one of the things I’ve always appreciated is that you’re willing to take chances and make records that don’t sound like everybody else. I may not connect with everything you do, but I respect the hell out of somebody who is willing to follow an idea all the way through rather than make the safe record.
And now that I know who the bachelor on the side of the mountain is, I guess I’d better go back and listen to the album again with that in mind.
Seriously though, thanks for responding. It’s pretty damn cool when an artist actually engages with somebody who didn’t immediately “get” what they were trying to do. I have a lot of respect for that.
And for the record, I promise I won’t hold you to your “social media engagement limit for the year.” 😂
September 8, 2026 @ 5:41 pm
AdamAmericana’s comment is AI generated and I ain’t kiddin ya.
September 8, 2026 @ 5:49 pm
Brother, if you believe that I have some front property in Arizona for “ya”.
September 8, 2026 @ 5:53 pm
What a pleasant surprise. Insta-buy
September 8, 2026 @ 6:29 pm
Will have to check this album out.
September 9, 2026 @ 12:51 am
…since its sister album is still in the wings the final verdict on this project has to wait for a little longer. however, this first leg is “another bradshaw” – the output of a creative powerhouse delivering most archetyple quality of some level. really looking forward to the completion. most enjoyable too is that he also has the vocal abilities to deliver his brainchildren (something i missed with the nice effort of mr. wayne the other day), and not least the sound as well.
September 9, 2026 @ 10:31 am
I’ll keep working on that
September 9, 2026 @ 11:10 pm
I know I sometimes sound like a super fan in these comments but I did otice that you changed up your vocal style on Diamond Saloon and it really helps since it’s important to follow the story. Plenty of artists have gone over the top with affectations, major example being the lisp that Charlie Crockett experimented with for a while, and I feel like you dialed back the Billy Joe Shaver thing just enough to where you can hear the influence but can still understand the lyrics.
September 10, 2026 @ 7:53 am
Happy you do it! You’re one of the few and it’s totally necessary.
I did change my singing style for the simple fact that I’ve been having to play 3 hour sets without intermission and sing all 4 records and the old style I had (which when I started was the current state of my accents thickness before living in Austin an additional 7 years) wasn’t sustainable live for that long anymore. I also got sober and when I drank I would fall back into complete hick IE: king Cowboy and strange places.
I also started taking vocal lessons and do a lot of warm ups as of the winter of 2025 so I’m sure that’s shaped things too – all apart of the process. Part growth as a human and part adapting to sustain the work required at this point in my career.
Wasn’t blessed with a natural vocal that is unanimously appealing but that’s alright with me. I prefer developing my own voice and finding who enjoy it – such as yourself Stellar!
Please keep talking about me hahaha
September 9, 2026 @ 11:05 am
Not sure I’d throw “sister album” out there yet. The album covers are the same except for the whole night and day thing. Maybe step-sister of half-sister? Lol.
September 9, 2026 @ 11:12 pm
Pony Bradshaw has a fucking amazing mixed voice or whatever that sweet technique is called.
September 10, 2026 @ 9:17 am
Soul inflections.
September 10, 2026 @ 9:40 am
It’s not about ornamentation or inflections or whatever. It’s the way that he “places” his voice. Shane Smith does a similar thing.
September 9, 2026 @ 7:17 am
Pony Bradshaw? The guy that produced that elite 2025 Grayson Jenkins album, Country Parables? That guy knows what a good song sounds like!
Man, out of all the reviews to get such a lively comment section, I can’t say I would have expected it to be this one. I listened to the album on a road trip back from Nashville the day after it came out. Enjoyed it, but clearly need to spend some more time with it instead of listening to that Silverada record for the 150th time.
September 9, 2026 @ 10:43 am
Good compact album, haunting melodies as usual
September 9, 2026 @ 11:08 am
This! The haunting melodies are what keep sticking with me. You feel them in your chest. He possibly went through some hard life stuff and processed it by making art. And graciously shared it with us. What a privilege to even get to listen to it… much less enjoy it on repeat. I think he is being more honest than ever and that goes a long way with me as a follower. I can’t wait to hear the full companion album.
September 9, 2026 @ 12:27 pm
I’m hearing
Universal Thump = Greg Kihn Band – The Breakup Song
When I take my final shape = Steve Miller Band – The Joker
September 9, 2026 @ 2:35 pm
Good reminder here that when we talk shit on the internet we are often talking about real human beings.
Saw Pony for the first time live last year and he was so good I nearly shat myself. Looking forward to the next time. For the music, not the sharting.
September 9, 2026 @ 7:09 pm
It’s very common for the artists themselves, for their managers, labels heads, booking agents, and publicists to read these reviews and comments sections. It very common for their parents or family to read them, their mothers, or their children. Yet people take the opportunity to comment like flipping someone off on the highway.
At this point, music journalism is dead. How about in the last forgotten corners where it’s still holding on for dear life we try to elevate the conversation?
September 9, 2026 @ 7:30 pm
Since you gave him a 9, Pony Bradshaw should maybe return the favor and join the panel as a guest on the hook some time to share some of his creative process to up and comers. And maybe, better yet, get James McMurtry on there.
September 9, 2026 @ 7:35 pm
Would love to have Pony Bradshaw or James McMurtry on The Hook. I’ve invited them both.
September 12, 2026 @ 4:23 am
A discussion between Pony Bradshaw and Johnny Dowd would be interesting. They are pretty much on opposite ends of the Americana genre.
September 11, 2026 @ 9:28 am
This is my second favorite album by him, just behind sudden opera. I jus love that damn mystery meat.
September 11, 2026 @ 10:48 am
He is a new name to me. I like the sound of the tracks and with the review, this is definitely going onto my listening list.
September 11, 2026 @ 7:28 pm
I suppose country music does attract the type who expects a song’s lyrics to spell out to them, in certain and plain terms, what is happening and how to feel about it. So, when those types don’t get the context, complication, climax, closure arc they’re looking for in a song, they’re disappointed. And frankly, that’s fair. Plain spoken storytelling is a hallmark of the genre. I like that about it, too.
But the reason I tend to enjoy Pony’s style is because he shares some qualities with a couple of my literary heros.
Restraint, for one. I think of Hemingway stories like Big Two Hearted River or Hills like White Elephants in which the entire emotional arc of the story is delivered via subtext. Same with anything by Raymond Carver.
Prose. Hot take – I don’t think Cormac McCarthy was a great storyteller. I do not know what the hell is going on most of the time when I’m reading a McCarthy novel. But I sure know how I feel. And if you were to just blindfold me and drop me into a random page of one of his novels, I’ll know within a matter of sentences who I’m reading. I feel the same when listening to a Pony Bradshaw song.
Anyway, I enjoyed the album.
September 12, 2026 @ 7:49 pm
Can we please talk about Demigods in Utopia?! I cannot get the guitar playing out of my head. I ain’t as learned as AdamAmericana and Stellar. But that song is beautiful.
September 16, 2026 @ 8:52 pm
Thank you for the album review. Haven’t listened the whole way through yet but I really enjoyed the 1-2-3 punch you noted. Giving it a full listen and soon as I get a free minute.
FWIW. You said in the comments about music journalism is dead, and maybe so, but thanks for sticking with things and sharing your thoughts anyway. I l get to discover so much great new music by stumbling across sites that are passionate about genres outside of my normal. Thanks to you and your commenters for the awesome, eruditely weird convo about this album. Your comments sections are a hoot
September 16, 2026 @ 8:59 pm
Thanks for reading.