Finding my way to americana was a long journey through the eighties but the beginning of the next decade on the other side of the world gave me a rush of music I’d never come across before. Principally among this was the now legendary Aussie singer-songwriter Paul Kelly whose 1991 album ‘Comedy’ covered a spectrum of genres from folk to indie to country. I couldn’t get enough of it, and this song in particular was as good an example as any of the humanity with which PK deals with relationships: “I don’t want your honesty or descriptions blow by blow; Keep it to yourself, Baby I don’t want to know.”
Songs for the apocalypse: Paul Kelly “Keep it to Yourself”
