Dwight Yoakam – Hold on to God
A benediction at closing time—Dwight Yoakam turns toward grace in “Hold on to God,” a plainspoken prayer that steadies the storm he’s just sung through. Set the record where it…
A benediction at closing time—Dwight Yoakam turns toward grace in “Hold on to God,” a plainspoken prayer that steadies the storm he’s just sung through. Set the record where it…
A pop standard with a backbeat—Conway Twitty turns “Mona Lisa” from velvet torch song into a teenage heartbeat, and the smile in the lyric suddenly looks shy and alive. What…
When the vows paused, the music finished the sentence. It was a small ceremony, the kind that trades crowds for closeness. In March 2020, Dwight Yoakam married photographer Emily Joyce…
For one evening, the music out-sang the grudges. They weren’t on a marquee. There were no ticket stubs, no soundcheck, no encore chants rolling like thunder from the cheap seats.…
The world screamed his name—his paycheck whispered $600. Fame can light up a city, but it doesn’t always pay the power bill. At the height of hysteria, when screams drowned…
A porch-light kind of love song—Alabama turns life’s biggest question into a gentle, everyday promise in “How Do You Fall in Love.” Put the anchors where they belong. “How Do…
A jukebox waltz for grown-ups—Dwight Yoakam lets “Sad, Sad Music” do what real country always has: tell the truth softly enough that it hurts. Before the first Telecaster lick fades,…
“Don’t You Wish It Was True” is John Fogerty’s gentle, stubborn daydream of a kinder world—sung like a smile that knows better, yet refuses to stop hoping. When John Fogerty…
A hand outstretched in daylight—Dwight Yoakam opens “Take Hold of My Hand” like a porch light after hard weather, inviting love to step inside and stay. Put the anchors where…
“Deja Vu (All Over Again)” is John Fogerty sounding the alarm with a weary heart—when history repeats, the heaviest cost is always paid in ordinary lives. The moment you hear…