Lost Found

Charley Crockett has paid his dues – busking, living on the street, hitchhiking, playing taverns, churning out songs that ring true. And as hit songs and music awards suggest, he has earned the right to play the blues.

Crockett’s lyrics encapsulate the lost and found – they’re about things you wouldn’t look twice at, like waiting for a workday to finish. But they also paint a picture that you can vividly see: a hot red sun setting on the plains for instance in the titular opener for his latest album, Lonesome Drifter.

The twangy Americana from this self-described descendant of Davy Crockett is reminiscent of Hank Williams. Yet there is a worldly and literary depth.

“Lonesome Drifter” begins by referencing Shakespeare’s character Desdemona, an ill-fated eloper of Othello the Venetian, suggesting that we can’t, or perhaps shouldn’t, believe what we see. Or perhaps that we only have a short time on this Earth anyway. And given the place we’re at in modern times, it comes as a powerful statement in 2025.

Crockett has seen it all, and the humbleness of the Henry Miller Library stage within the grandeur au naturel of Big Sur could make no difference in terms of his playing and style as it would sound in an alleyway in New Orleans.

But the Library can be the grounding force that Crockett sings about – land with blunt nature but complexity of soul. Being lost is quintessential to much of namesake Miller’s writing, as well.

It wasn’t easy for Crockett to get where he is. Speaking of his time playing on the streets of New Orleans, Crockett told podcaster Drew Dempsey in May, “They say a river of whiskey runs down Bourbon [Street], but really it’s all those lost and found.”

Crockett’s newest album has more rhythm and speed than his earlier works, almost like the soundtrack to a road drama. Quicker basswork, coupled with his signature Texas maverick twang, feels like it’s the start of a high-stakes adventure out West somewhere, maybe even in a different time period.

But the lyrics bring the music back to some sort of reality. The question of whether or not we want to heed that reality divides lost and found.

CHARLEY CROCKETT performs 6:30pm Tuesday-Wednesday, June 10-11. Henry Miller Memorial Library, 48603 Highway 1, Big Sur. $236; sold out. folkyeah.com.

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