Langhorne Slim’s Songs for Touring

Nashville’s Langhorne Slim has been hitting the road hard as of late.


By Brenna Ehrlich

Nashville’s Langhorne Slim has been hitting the road hard as of late, so he put together a playlist (below) of songs to pump while on tour.

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The Impressions, “Fool for You”
I was late to the game on this one, but it somehow hit me at the perfect time. It’s such a massive tune. Curtis Mayfield (who sang in the band before going solo) delivers an incredible performance and the band is as nasty as can be. I’ve probably listened to this song more than any other in the last few months. Can’t get enough.

De Wayon, “Malekaki Na Nzela”
I’m a randy lad for a great compilation and am so grateful to all the labels and music freaks out there who devote their souls and time to discovering this music and delivering the golden fruits to us. (If you’re like me, stop reading this now and go check out Mississippi Records). They are divine angels of this art form.

I heard this song about 10 years ago and thought it might be the greatest song I’d ever heard. I was in a rough place at the time. A lot of shit was outta whack, but when I put this song on, I felt complete, joyful and full of tears. It’s one of those songs that plays in my head on repeat and makes me feel as though I’m dancing with angels.

Leonard Cohen,  “Hey, That’s No Way to Say Goodbye”
I hadn’t cried due to the passing of a famous singer since I was a kid and heard that Cobain split. I sat by my MTV and sobbed, confused, and torn to pieces. The first song I ever learned on guitar was ‘Polly’ and I still love Nirvana with all my heart.

I cried as well when I head that Leonard passed. Even though he was old and left us with a masterpiece of a final record, saying so long. It’s nearly impossible for me to pick just one of his songs, but this one is very special to me. A perfect song in my opinion

Norma Tanega, “Walkin’ My Cat Named Dog”
Casey Jane Reece-Kaigler who sings with me on my newest album Lost At Last Vol. 1 turned me onto Norma and I’ve been an obsessive fan ever since. I’ve heard people describe this tune as a ‘novelty’ song. I don’t really hear it that way, but maybe I just dig novelty songs… Either way, I love it and if ya get a chance, look up some videos of her playing. It’s true jubilation.

Wreckless Eric, “Whole Wide World”
A bonafide classic with one of my favorite screams in a rock & roll song. Never gets old.

Nina Simone, “Ain’t Got No – I Got Life”
‘Cause Nina’s the queen and I love her so. Wish I coulda seen her live.

Neil Young, “Love is a Rose”
‘You lose your love when you say the word mine.’ Great line. Great song. Neil is the damn man.

Clifton Chenier, “I’m Coming Home (To See My Mother)”
Soul Zydeco perfection. Makes me think of my own momma. Apparently, Mr. Chenier’s mother didn’t get to live long enough to hear this recording, but I hope she’s heard it from the great beyond. There was a beautiful filmmaker named Les Blank who made all these incredible, short documentary style films of rural blues, folk, zydeco, et cetera musicians. If you dig this kinda stuff and never checked ’em out, I’d highly recommend it. His film about Clifton is probably my favorite and how I fell in love with the man’s music. Dig in!

Bikini Kill, “Carnival”
I used to dance around my mom’s basement with this on full blast. It still hits me in dat sweet, sweet spot. I wanna go to the carnival and win that motley crew mirror too.

John Prine, “Dear Abby”
Few, if any, have put the human condition into song with such depth, sophistication and humor. ‘Dear Abby’ is a shining example of what makes Prine so unique yet instantly relatable. One of this planet’s finest songwriters. Thank you, John. Thank you.

Louis Armstrong, “What A Wonderful World”
I wish this was every country’s national anthem.


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