2022 Contenders: Stick Season

Whenever I profess to liking the music of a youngster under the age of 30, I worry they might become popular, like Ed Sheeran popular, sell out, and then I'll have to delete all trace of my ever having been interested in them from the interweb.

25 year old Noah Kahan is from Vermont and makes "folk-infused pop" which already sounds a bit dodgy, and then I read his bio, which was either written by a pretentious Millennial arse from his record company or else it was written in Swedish and then translated into English via Google translate for a laugh...

"As Noah Kahan changes, he casts those experiences onto songs like light through a film projector. At the core of the music’s upbeat energy and unfiltered lyrics, you’ll hear who he was before and who he became—almost in real-time..."

I'll spare you the rest. I'm just hoping Noah didn't pen that himself.

So far, so not very inspiring. 

But.

Damn it if Stick Season, his latest track, isn't the best thing I've heard this week. I've no idea what it's about, but I'm digging the vibe, man.

Now I am stuck between my anger

And the blame that I can't face

And memories are something

Even smoking weed does not replace

And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains

Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes

And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks and I

Saw your mom she forgot that I existed and

It's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim

I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

And I'll dream each night of some version of you

That I might not have, but I did not lose

Now you're tyre tracks and one pair of shoes

And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do, ooh, ooh