Old Hymns My Dad Loves by Kate Miner: A Folksy Gospel Gem That Feels Like Home
If you’re into music that feels like a warm hug from the past, Old Hymns My Dad Loves by Kate Miner might just be your next obsession. Released back in 2003 under Cadillac Fund Productions, this album is a cozy blend of gospel and folk vibes, with a dash of country charm. Produced by David Miner (probably a family affair—wink), it’s one of those records that makes you want to sit on a porch swing with a glass of sweet tea.
The tracklist reads like a church hymnal, but don’t let that fool ya—it’s not your grandma’s dusty choir playlist. Tracks like “Come Thou Fount” and “What A Friend We Have In Jesus” hit different here. Let me tell ya why these two stuck in my head.
“Come Thou Fount” kicks things off with a gentle guitar strum that feels like sunlight breaking through clouds. Kate’s voice isn’t flashy or overdone—it’s real, kinda like she’s singing right to you. There’s something about how she handles the melody that gives me chills every time. It’s simple yet so full of heart, y’know? Like, I found myself humming it while folding laundry—which trust me, doesn’t happen often!
Then there’s “What A Friend We Have In Jesus.” This one’s a classic for good reason, but Kate brings her own spin to it. The tempo’s slower than some versions I’ve heard, which lets the lyrics really sink in. You can almost picture her sitting at an old piano, pouring her soul into each note. By the second verse, I was mouthing along like I’d known it forever. And honestly? That’s what makes this record special—it feels personal, like Kate’s sharing pieces of her life with you.
Now, I gotta say, listening to this album felt a little strange at first. I mean, it’s called Old Hymns My Dad Loves, so it’s clearly rooted in nostalgia. But as someone who didn’t grow up beltin’ out hymns in church, I still connected with it. Maybe it’s because everyone has that one song their dad loves blasting in the car—or maybe it’s just ‘cause Kate nails the whole "music-as-storytelling" thing.
Here’s the kicker though: halfway through writing this review, I realized I couldn’t stop tapping my foot. Not even kidding—I legit had to pause typing ‘cause I got lost in the rhythm. Who knew gospel could make you wanna grab a banjo and jam?
So yeah, if you’re lookin’ for somethin’ peaceful, heartfelt, and a little bit retro, give Old Hymns My Dad Loves a spin. Just don’t blame me if you start craving biscuits and gravy afterward.
