Continuing a countdown of my favorite albums of 2006…
#4 – Subtitulo – Josh Rouse
Singer-songwriter Josh Rouse is unique among the artists I admire in that he scores at the highest levels in terms of both my appreciation and his accessibility.
There are few performers I enjoy as much and none I’ve been able to see live in as intimate settings as Rouse. I’ve attended three of his shows now, and in each case was close enough to touch him in a venue the size of a large living room.
Sure, you can have that sort of live music experience anywhere at any time, but to have it for a musician whose catalog you’ve memorized and adored? One who you count among your all-time favorites? That makes him a one-of-one phenomenon for me.
Rouse’s sixth album, Subtitulo, was the first I heard on its release day. I had discovered him a couple of years earlier after his album Nashville made a minor splash, and I quickly caught up with his excellent back catalog.
This album found him relocating to Spain and incorporating some world music flavors into his usual folk rock. It even has a couple of Spanish language song titles (though actually singing them in Spanish would come later). But it was a minor shift, and mostly the record finds him in his usual sweet spot.
Tracks such as ‘Quiet Town‘ and ‘It Looks Like Love‘ boast the melodic beauty that have me comparing Rouse to another world traveler, Paul Simon. Elsewhere, he gets playful, as on the joyfully string-laden ode to sobriety, ‘Givin’ It Up,’ or the springy ‘The Man Who…,’ on which he and wife Paz Suay trades vocals.
Rouse’s 16th album is due out in October. He announced that to me and about 25 other people at a show earlier this summer. I have no doubt it will be one of my favorite albums of 2026.
And slip into something
It’s the middle of the afternoon
I come, come up
The city’s been patient
And she’s downstairs waiting for you
Got no time for new friends now
I stay in a hotel room
These questions and demand’s just bring you blue
And when you feel that you can’t go on
There ain’t nothing to be sure of
And we’ll not stay forever
Just try to remember
His majesty rides
His majesty rides
Hey, look now
We move from town to town
Every city she knows my name
So come, come up
And cross over water into San Francisco Bay
Listen to your good friends now
The past holds nothing new
Waiting for these changes coming soon
And when you feel that you can’t go on
There ain’t nothing to be sure of
And we’ll not stay forever
Just try to remember
His majesty rides
His majesty rides
I want to love it but I don’t know how
I want to feel it but it’s falling down
And the wheels keep turning but I hear no sound
So cool that you have been able to see one of your favorite artists multiple times in intimate settings. You should offer your living room as a stop on his next tour.😛