Album Review: Closer To The Vine by Stonewall Jackson
Alright, let’s talk about Closer To The Vine, the latest (or should I say timeless?) release from Stonewall Jackson. This guy’s been around forever—like, seriously, he’s a legit legend in country music—and this album doesn’t disappoint if you’re into that classic folk-meets-country vibe. Released under MSR Records, it feels like a warm hug for anyone who loves storytelling through song.
First off, the title track, “Closer To The Vine,” is an absolute standout. It’s one of those tunes where you just sit back and think, “Man, life really is simpler when you slow down.” The lyrics are kinda poetic but not too fancy—just honest words about finding peace in nature and faith. I don’t know what it is about Stonewall’s voice here, but it hits different. Maybe it's how gravelly yet smooth it sounds, like he’s lived every word he’s singing. You can almost picture him sitting on a porch somewhere, guitar in hand, watching the sun dip below the horizon. That image sticks with me long after the song ends.
Then there’s “Leona.” Oh man, this one’s got heartbreak written all over it. It tells the story of lost love, and Stonewall sings it like he’s lived through the pain himself. There’s something raw about the way he delivers lines like they’re straight outta memory lane. Plus, the melody has this gentle twang to it that makes you wanna sway along—even if you’re just sitting in your car stuck in traffic. For some reason, this track reminds me of old black-and-white photos; it’s nostalgic without even trying too hard.
The whole album leans into that traditional country style we don’t hear much anymore. No auto-tune, no flashy production tricks—just good ol’ American roots music done right. And honestly? That’s refreshing as hell. In a world full of noise, Closer To The Vine feels like stepping into a quieter, sweeter place.
Here’s the thing though—listening to this record made me realize something kinda funny. Country music these days often tries so hard to be edgy or modern, but Stonewall proves none of that matters. His songs feel alive because they’re real, not because they’re chasing trends. Honestly, I think this album could’ve come out 50 years ago or 50 years from now, and people would still connect with it. Weird thought, huh?
So yeah, give Closer To The Vine a spin if you’re craving authenticity. Just don’t blame me if you find yourself daydreaming about dirt roads and sunsets.
