Margo Price & Tyler Childers – “Love Me Like You Used To Do”
“Love Me Like You Used To Do” is a heartfelt exploration of love’s complexities, delivered with grit and grace.
Margo Price – Love Me Like You Used To Do (feat. Tyler Childers)
A genuine slice of Americana, this duo delivers a heartfelt musical journey.
Margo Price Ft Jesse Welles – “Don’t Wake Me Up”
Margo Price teams up with Arkansas folk-rocker Jesse Welles on “Don’t Wake Me Up,” the second single from Price’s forthcoming album Hard Headed Woman, due August 29 (Pitchfork). Released July 15 with a video that cheekily riffs on Bob Dylan’s “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” the track feels like an open-air road trip—equal parts day-dreamy folk and ramblin’ outlaw swagger (Shore Fire Media). A lazy shuffle of brushed drums, twang-kissed guitars and Welles’ chiming harmonica set the scene. Price’s voice glides in with soft defiance, trading lines with Welles about wanting “a hit of that highway air.” The chemistry clicks: her honey-and-smoke drawl complements his dusty tenor, turning the chorus into an invitation you can’t refuse. Lyrically, it’s pure wanderlust. Price says the words began as a poem inspired by Arkansas poet Frank Stanford before she and husband/co-writer Jeremy Ivey shaped it into a song (Stereogum). Images of Waffle Houses, cow pastures and 24-hour diners flicker like mile-marker memories—perfect fuel for restless spirits. Production stays loose and analog-warm, courtesy of producer Jonathan Wilson. Instead of chasing radio gloss, they let tambourines jangle, guitars ring and harmonies breathe, echoing Price’s stated goal to keep this record “free-wheeling and fearless” (Hot Press). The result lands somewhere between cosmic Americana and back-porch country-soul. The Hannah Gray Hall–directed video seals the vibe: cue cards flashed on a downtown Nashville street, vintage motel signs, sunrise drives—Dylan reference fully intact but spun with Price’s own rebel flair (Holler Country). It feels like thumbing a ride through an Americana fever-dream. Final Verdict: “Don’t Wake Me Up” is both an homage and a forward push—proof that Margo Price can honor the canon while carving her own lane. Paired with Jesse Welles’ raw harmonies, the song drifts like highway air through open windows: sweet, restless and impossible to bottle. If the rest of Hard Headed Woman keeps this momentum, buckle up—the ride’s just beginning.
Hard‑Headed Woman: Margo Price’s Return to Grit and Grace
Margo Price steps back into the ring with “Hard‑Headed Woman,” and damn if she isn’t wearing her heart on her sleeve—lace‑trimmed, of course—while staring down life’s hard truths. The titular track and its lead single, “Don’t Let the Bastards Get You Down,” landed June 10, a clarion call of resilience and grace under fire. Recorded in the legendary RCA Studio A with Matt Ross‑Spang at the helm—a room that’s heard John Prine and Loretta Lynn before her—this record is both a place and a statement. She’s returned to Nashville soil, but with a posture that says, “I ain’t your watered‑down country cookie.” This is barroom gospel for anyone who’s ever woken up with a busted heart and their moral compass still intact. What it sounds like: acoustic foot stomps like a pickup backfiring in the dead of night, pedal steel wailing like the devil’s ads for temptation, and a voice that’s seen the bottom and chose to keep climbing. Tracks like “Red Eye Flight” and “Love Me Like You Used to Do” (duet with Tyler Childers) carry the freight of life lived on the rough edges. “Don’t Let the Bastards Get You Down” kicks off with a line that feels like a vintage Johnny Cash barroom decree—told to her by Kris Kristofferson himself—and evolves into a rally for every underdog who’s earned grit over gloss. It’s an anthem for scrappers and rooters, the kind who keep their heads up and noses clean—even when the walls are closing in. “I don’t owe you f*cking shit”—that moment when Margo spits truth, she earns every damn syllable. Why it fits the outlaw vibe: Because it’s real. This isn’t a polished product of corporate Nashville—this is Nashville filtered through Price’s own broken glass and bruised lungs. She’s reclaimed her lane, reassembled her band from scratch, and laid it all out on 12 tracks that demand you listen. Life in “Hard‑Headed Woman” doesn’t promise to be easy. There’s dirt‑road heartbreak and broken hope—but it’s also the sound of someone refusing to go quiet. Price is back with her spit‑and‑sawdust swagger, giving voice to a generation craving songs with backbone. Final Verdict Here’s the trimmed‑down truth: Hard‑Headed Woman is Price’s most defiant record yet—equal parts strength and soul, with a voice that rings like freedom. It’s not just a return to form—it’s a statement of unbreakable intent. Stick to values, keep your nose clean, and let the bastards learn you’re harder to break than they thought.