Piecemeal by Joshua Quimby

For fans of Johnny Cash, Jesse Welles, Elliott Smith, classic grunge, and the harrowing realization that no one is coming to save you, Piecemeal by Joshua Quimby takes stock of our dreary days that add to a lifetime, using a strikingly isolated sound to expand far beyond the bounds of traditional country. That isolation, apparent in single-tracked vocals surrounded by a thin string and harmonica ensemble, places us directly into the convulsing heart of an introspective crisis. For better or worse, the beginning of middle adulthood sees change slow down, our identities calcifying into whatever was left behind in the chaos of youth. Each passing day, those imperfections we find in ourselves solidify further, forcing us to either learn to accept these traits or take the increasingly difficult steps to change, and there’s hardly a better way to sort through all this than to create some touchingly personal art. Incoming crazy lore drop: Joshua and I were college roommates, and I’m super proud of him taking such a hard aesthetic left turn so gracefully, keep it up man.