most popular song<\/a> in a half-decade.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\tFor the past ten years, Childers has been preaching his righteous Kentucky gospel (see \u201cLong Violent History,\u201d written in the wake of George Floyd protests). Part of that project is showing that, in contrast to how it\u2019s typically portrayed, Childers\u2019 home region of Appalachia is just as contradictory, complex, and full of surprises as he is. Until now, he\u2019s anchored that message to Purgatory<\/em>, his 2017 debut LP. It remains his best-selling LP and the backbone of his live show, despite him having released several terrific records (like 2022\u2019s Can I Take My Hounds to Heaven?<\/em>) since.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\tThat\u2019s destined to change with Snipe Hunter<\/em>, Childers\u2019 career-redefining, Rick Rubin-produced new album. Over 13 tracks, Childers triples down on the trailblazing he\u2019s already known for, singing about hunting and hindu scripture while name checking songs by everyone from Cyndi Lauper to Stephen Foster and exploring new sonic territory (garage rock, Phil Spector pop) with his longtime bar band-turned-arena-headliners, the Food Stamps. Childers could be taking victory laps, but Snipe Hunter<\/em> is anything but: There\u2019s the riff about koala STD\u2019s on \u201cDown Under;\u201d the hare krishna chants that open up the Scottish folk-inspired ballad \u201cTom Cat and a Dandy;\u201d the verse about lighting the \u201cdevil\u2019s dick on fire\u201d on \u201cGetting to the Bottom;\u201d the drum programming that turns \u201cDirty Ought Trill,\u201d the album-closing ode to a dog training deer hunter, into a stadium-sized sing-along. Seldom does anyone with Childers\u2019 level of fame take this many bold leaps and wacky left-turns. In a risk-averse genre like country, it\u2019s unheard of.<\/p>\n\n\n
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\n\tSnipe Hunter<\/em>, however, <\/em>makes such risks feel as inevitable as they are natural. The album is a thrilling, entirely sui generis statement of purpose that simultaneously closes the loop on Childers\u2019 past (see the update on fan favorite \u201cNose on the Grindstone\u201d) while pointing toward his boundless future. In the process, it establishes him as arguably the most singular and visionary artist in country music today.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\tThere will be much hoopla surrounding Childers\u2019 sonic departures on this record (in addition to drum programming, there\u2019s vocoder, mouth harp, clavinet and modular synths played by Sylvan Esso\u2019s Nick Sanborn). But what Rubin seems to have drawn out of Childers, more than anything, is an entirely new level of vocal performance from the 34 year-old. Childers\u2019 voice has never sounded like this: On Snipe Hunter<\/em>, he shouts, shrieks, coos, croons, belts and whispers from one track to the next. On \u201cGetting to the Bottom,\u201d he leans into vibrato, drawing practically four syllables out of the word \u201cdoused.\u201d On \u201cCuttin\u2019 Teeth,\u201d a fictionalized tale of his own come up as a road-dogging twenty-something, Childers embraces new vocal registers, delivering the tune with an affected whisper that establishes the distance the modern-day Childers likely feels from the tale\u2019s protagonist. Just one song prior, on \u201cEatin\u2019 Big Time,\u201d he spends much of the song outright screaming.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\tThat latter song, the album opener, shows the Kentucky songwriter fully in command of his pen. Leave it to Childers to take one of the most tired songwriting tropes for an artist of his stature \u2014 the \u201cit\u2019s so hard to be famous and rich\u201d song\u2014and turn it into a searing meditation on class anxiety and gratitude. \u201cYa goddamn right I\u2019m flexing,\u201d Childers sings of his Weiss watch, before delivering the subsequent line with so much fury you can practically hear the vein popping in his neck. \u201cHave you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking<\/em> dollars?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\tIndeed, Childers\u2019 writing has never felt sharper in its strange specificity. Here he is describing alcoholism: \u201cDo their livers scream for water?\u201d Here he is daydreaming about bringing his band along for a holy Hindu pilgrimage: \u201cWe\u2019d leave behind all our merch.\u201d Here he is arguing with the \u201cbro\u201d bouncer in his otherwise flowery devotional \u201cOneida.\u201d Here he is singing the words sworp, joist, tupperware, crocidilian, <\/em>and booger<\/em>. Here he is, mid-song, delivering dog training commands: Gib laut!<\/em>\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n
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\n\tChilders ties it all together in \u201cPoachers,\u201d an understated ballad that at first glance, feels merely like yet another<\/em> new song about hunting. But Childers uses his portrait of a character caught flouting poaching laws to touch on a long list of big-picture themes: the criminal justice system, small town gossip and prejudice, the crisis of American drug addiction. By the end of the mini-masterpiece, the song\u2019s narrator is in danger of getting into some trouble: \u201cI\u2019m too busy for prison,\u201d he explains. But the narrator is proud of where he comes from, and he just might be able to find a way forward.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\t\u201cI\u2019m a miner at heart,\u201d Childers sings with a big wink, \u201cso I\u2019d dig out a way.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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