Richard Lynch transports us back to a simpler time with his album My Guitar Drips Country. After a tumultuous time for many American’s, music has reflected the tension and division found in your fellow man, but Lynch aims to bring about solidarity and with more than a pinch of nostalgia. Currently residing in Waynesville, OH, Lynch is a paragon of the American everyman, having co-founded the Love Tattoo Foundation, which assists with veterans programs. His music certainly matches the earnestness and sincerity of his everyday presence as there’s nothing cynical about this enjoyable brisk 12 track release.
There might be some who would consider it a little too conventional sounding, as the instrumentals are on the more modernistic side of country production, which is to say, your baseline guitar, bass, drums, and it would be just a little exciting to see Lynch branch out and expand his talents sonically, this is a prime example of what I’d call “bread n’ butter” country. There’s nothing complex, but damn does it do the job, and do it well. A big aspect of this album that looms over is certainly its religious presence, which I know for some might be off putting. It’s certainly handled well enough, letting you know from track one “Starting Now”, that the path of God and a divine faith as a method of redemption is one to be proud of, and it never beats you over the head, or berates anyone who might be of a different faith.
If anything, Lynch uses his faith as a lens to look at many aspects of life with, from the transformative powers of the aforementioned opener, to the ability to find unity and empathy for one another in these hard times as in the track “He’ll Make Everything Alright,” to even looking at the afterlife as a welcome place for loved ones as he sings about in the deeply personal “Wait For Me.” I would say that the album’s closer “You Can’t Do This No More,” is slightly repetitive of the opener on the album, but stylistically it serves as a very strong book end of the themes, ideas, and messages Lynch attempts to convey. I don’t know if this is the album that would win over any non-country fans, and I get the idea that Lynch is aware of this as he sings tongue-in-cheek about in the track “Places I Have Never Been,” which acts as a conversation between Lynch and a man who says that they don’t know if they’ve led a life that would allow them to connect with what he sings about.
Lynches response is that you don’t need to, it’s a mentality, and a not particularly complex one and he knows that despite how dower Country music can be, it’s very much woven into its origins, he even pokes fun at that while also sending it up with his jam “Hurtin’ Cheatin’ Lying’ Country Song.” I’d be remiss to not mention that this album comes for a personal place as it’s a sendup to his love for his late friend Doug Supernaw, and I’d be willing to bet if he were with us today, he’d be as moved as he was entertained.
by Bethany Page