Dwight Yoakam: “Ain’t That Lonely Yet” (1993)
At the height of Garth mania in the early 90’s, Dwight Yoakam’s Bakersfield sound had more of an attraction for me than the typical Nashville product. He seemed to record songs that had more of an authentic emotional pull as opposed to melodrama. And his hooks–like the harmonized, reverb-drenched chorus of this weeper–seemed to owe more to classic pop than Nashville assembly line craftsmanship.
These things are highly subjective of course. All I know for sure is that this is one song that had a way of insinuating itself into my brain and staying there for extended periods of time.
