Joe Wilkins

"Joe Wilkins has a big, true, highway-running American voice. When you see a new book of his, you should celebrate. Just buy it, put down the window, and let the music blow back your hair. It's nothing but alive." – Luis Alberto Urrea


The playlists below were compiled for Largehearted Boy’s Book Notes:

NFTJWIn the Book Notes series, authors create and discuss a music playlist that relates in some way to their recently published book.

Joe Wilkins continues his portraiture of the American West with his new poetry collection Notes from the Journey Westward, winner of the 2012 White Pine Poetry Prize. These poems paint a western landscape both natural and human, one unromanticized yet filled with both darkness and beauty.

Traci Brimhall wrote of the book:

“Wilkins’ poems are savage and beautiful, full of hard-won lives and a godawful tenderness. In this book Manifest Destiny is more than political rhetoric—it’s a call to find the limits of survival. It has dust-stunned men, hardscrabble women, and a patient devil, sharpening his teeth.”

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In his own words, here is Joe Wilkins’ Book Notes music playlist for his poetry collection, Notes from the Journey Westward:

In many ways, Notes from the Journey Westward, my second full-length collection of poems, can be read as the second and final installment of the poetic project I began with Killing the Murnion Dogs. Both books begin in the high plains of eastern Montana and then travel miles across the American interior, and both grapple with similar questions—what myths have made us? might we find a way to live with loss? what is it that pulls us, always, farther west?

Yet Notes from the Journey Westward is a fiercer, more insistent book. The voices here—doomed pioneers, an aging Butch Cassidy, and an AM radio preacher, among others—are pitched higher, more rageful and wondering, though the answers they demand are seldom offered. Notes from the Journey Westward ranges more widely, too, both stylistically and thematically, excavating the past as well as the last years of Bush presidency, grappling with theodicy and, by the end, quieting, finding some few things to claim and believe in.

And so, for this Notes from the Journey Westward playlist, I’ve tried to put together a mix of songs that mirrors and deepens this fierce, various journey west.

Lucinda Williams, “West”
Lucero, “That Much Further West”
The Gaslight Anthem, “High Lonesome”
Gram Parsons, “Return of the Grievous Angel”
Hank Williams, “Lost Highway”
Bob Dylan, ‘Tangled up in Blue”
The Be Good Tanyas, “Light Enough to Travel”
Mary Gauthier, “Can’t Find the Way”
The National, “Mr. November”
Josh Ritter, “Good Man”
Houndmouth, “Krampus”
Steve Earle w/ Lucinda Williams “You’re Still Standin’ There”

Joe Wilkins and Notes from the Journey Westward links:

the author’s website
excerpt from the book (“Reckoning”)

Largehearted Boy Book Notes essay by the author for Killing the Murnion Dogs
Largehearted Boy Book Notes essay by the author for The Mountain and the Fathers

In the Book Notes series, authors create and discuss a music playlist that relates in some way to their recently published book.

Joe Wilkins had already impressed me with his poetry, and his new memoir The Mountain and the Fathers: Growing Up on The Big Dry finds him equally as talented at prose as he recounts his life growing up in eastern Montana. Benjamin Percy wrote of the book:

“Joe Wilkins grew up hard in the middle of nowhere—the bent-back, make-do world of the driest, loneliest country in all Montana—and after reading this memoir about the West, about myth, about manhood, about grief and transcendence, I felt at once heartbroken and hopeful and ultimately awed by his ability to twist sentences like barbed wire, his voice wondrously rich with dirt-and-gravel poetry.”

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In his own words, here is Joe Wilkins’ Book Notes music playlist for his memoir, The Mountain and the Fathers: Growing Up on The Big Dry:

The Mountain and the Fathers is a memoir of my boyhood and young adulthood on the Montana plains in the 1980s and ‘90s. The book is built of fragments of memory, story, research, meditation, and imagination. And the book is filled with music.

Whether crackling from a single speaker radio with a tinfoil flag on the antenna or screaming out of a boombox, there was always music. Most everyone around town listened to whatever happened to be on the pop country station out of Miles City, but my parents had a whole box of records in the basement. Gordon Lightfoot, Joan Baez, Johnny Cash, Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass—I loved to thumb through them, to study the worn covers. When I was in middle school, my older sister gave me lessons in Bon Jovi and Poison. Then the radio station up in Billings started to play Pearl Jam and Nirvana. And one day I found Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits at a K-Mart bargain bin and bought it, not really knowing what I was getting myself into.

This playlist functions as a kind of sonic summary of The Mountain and the Fathers. I hope you enjoy the music and the book.
1. Gordon Lightfoot – “Early Morning Rain”

Extricating memory from story can prove difficult, and in the writing of The Mountain and the Fathers I had to interrogate many moments for traces of both.

For instance, I know my father, in from a morning’s work in the fields, used to rest in the basement after lunch and listen to Gordon Lightfoot records on his HiFi. What I don’t know is if I actually remember sneaking down the stairs to watch him, to see him reclined in his easy chair with his eyes closed, or if I have simply been told that I did so many times that the tale has begun to feel real. Whether memory or story, though, I can see it all, can even hear Lightfoot warbling along in my mind.

2. Waylon Jennings – “Amanda”

A year or two after my father died, when we were still boys, my brother got one of Waylon’s greatest hits tapes for Christmas, and we played it on one of those old black cassette player/recorders with mechanical keys. I remember liking the growl and verve of it, the tough tenderness of it, and I remember, as the music slowed and Waylon began to croon, my mother telling us that “Amanda” was one of my father’s favorite songs.

3. Johnny Cash – “At Folsom Prison”

I’m not sure I heard Johnny Cash’s “Folsom Prison Blues” until I was a young man. Yet the song, or, more precisely, the album, mattered a great deal to me. It was one of the records in my parents’ basement collection, and one spring, when the basement flooded after a hard rain, most of those records were soaked. We dried out the ones that weren’t warped and cracked beyond recognition. Very few of the record jackets survived though. The jacket of At Folsom Prison was one that did, though half of the cover photo sloughed off, a ragged line running through Cash’s face, just below his eyes.

Years later, finding the album in a used record shop, the unblemished cover shocked me. It didn’t look right at all. Rather, the damaged photo—with its narrative of associations, its impressionistic possibilities—seemed truer to the music, that, by then, I knew well.

4. Pearl Jam – “Corduroy”

As a teenager stuck in an outpost town on the plains of Montana, where pop country ruled the radio waves and the best record store around was the Sam Goody in the mall two hours away, Pearl Jam was a revelation. And “Corduroy” especially. The way it builds to a howl, then fades, then howls again. It made so much sense to the fearful, howling boy I was.

5. Smashing Pumpkins – “Tonight, Tonight”

In writing The Mountain and the Fathers, I came back to much of the music I listened to as a teenager. These days, I wouldn’t listen to most of it on a regular basis, but, wow, does it ever still pull at the old heartstrings.

“Believe,” Corgan sings, “believe in me, believe / That life can change, that you’re not stuck in vain / We’re not the same, we’re different tonight.” You don’t hope for much more than that when you’re sixteen.

6. Nirvana – “The Man Who Sold the World”

This little alternative rock tour wouldn’t be complete without a Nirvana tune. Though I loved the screams of those first few albums, Unplugged was the one I listened to the most. That powerful, complicated, stripped-down sound readied me, I think, for all sorts of musical discoveries to come, including Dylan, Springsteen, Wilco, and Lucinda Williams.

7. Bob Dylan – “Subterranean Homesick Blues”

Though Dylan only gets a brief mention in The Mountain and the Fathers, his music (like Hemingway and Ralph Ellison, authors I discovered around the same time) instantly represented for me the world beyond the small town of my youth, the world I wanted so badly to escape into as a young man.

8. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers – “Even the Losers”

A friend and I used to sneak out his second-story window and smoke cigarettes and listen to Tom Petty when we were in high school. That was fun. Still sounds kind of fun.

9. Gordon Lightfoot – “Sit Down Young Stranger”

Another Lightfoot tune that has haunted me for years. And I mean haunted in the best possible way. Every time I hear “Sit Down Young Stranger” I’m stunned. The guitar work is, as always, wonderful, and Gord’s voice is at its sad, brawny best; he truly inhabits both the plaintive young stranger and the questioning father.

Also, for many years I had it in my head that this Lightfoot song in particular was important to my father, but I don’t know if that’s true. Rather, I think it’s been important to me all these years for the very way the father and the son hesitatingly approach and speak to one another inside the same song. And so I use “Sit Down Young Stranger” as a bridge, then, in the last section of The Mountain and the Fathers, in an imaginative scene of my father in his prime, some months before I am born, a scene that I hope pulls into perspective the man who was my father and the man I have become, as well as the fact that we are all, and simultaneously, daughters and sons, mothers and fathers.

In the Book Notes series, authors create and discuss a music playlist that relates in some way to their recently published book.

Joe Wilkins’ debut poetry collection is a powerful and personal exploration of rural landscapes. Luis Alberto Urrea wrote of the book:

“Joe Wilkins has a big, true, highway-running American voice. He remains one of my favorite young poets working today. When you see a new book of his, you should celebrate. Like this one. Just buy it, put down the window, and let the music blow back your hair. It’s nothing but alive.”
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In his own words, here is Joe Wilkins’ Book Notes music playlist for his poetry collection, Killing the Murnion Dogs:

Though I’m no musician (they made me play the cymbal in junior-high band because I couldn’t read music), it seems to me that poems and songs, or at least the ones that I most admire, often work the same way: they amplify the moment; they jump and cut through narrative; they twist the edges of things, pull strange details into focus.

My first full-length collection, Killing the Murnion Dogs, deals primarily with the landscapes, memories, and stories of my Montana boyhood and of my time teaching pre-algebra to ninth graders in the public schools of the Mississippi Delta. And the book takes a few sojourns along the highways and byways that carried me back to and away from these mythic geographies as well.

So, for this Killing the Murnion Dogs playlist here at Book Notes, I’ve chosen ten songs that influenced how I witnessed, experienced, and understood these places—and so deeply influenced the poems that came from them.

1. Bruce Springsteen – “Atlantic City”

Even in the Garth-Brooks-or-nothing small Montana town I called home, Springsteen was a god. And like everyone else, I sang along when “Born in the USA” and “Glory Days” came on the radio. Yet it wasn’t until my freshman year of high school, when I picked up Springsteen’s Greatest Hits and first heard “Atlantic City,” that The Boss won me over. Though the action of the song was a bit obscure (what, exactly, was a chicken man?), and I’d never even been within a thousand miles of New Jersey, that sound—raw and rushed, desperately poetic—mirrored the lives I saw all around me. It knocked me out, that a work of art could speak from and about our broken, ordinary world.

2. Johnny Cash – “Rusty Cage”

It doesn’t matter what the song is, Cash’s version is always better. True here, too. Chris Cornell’s “Rusty Cage” was one of my favorite flannel-shirted, sixteen-year-old anthems, but when I heard Cash’s unadorned, dangerous version on Unchained, the second of his stunning American Recordings, I thought, “Wait. That’s how it’s supposed to be!”

3. Wilco – “Misunderstood”

The summer before I left home for college, some CD club mistakenly sent me Wilco’s Being There album. I had no idea who Wilco was, but liked the cover and kept it. The opening track—those discordant electronic sounds finally giving way to a simple piano melody—kind of pissed me off at first, like the song was trying to have it both ways, and the lyrics trafficked in the same contradictions: “There’s something there that you can’t find / You look honest when you’re telling a lie / You hurt her but you don’t know why.” Despite the confusions, I couldn’t stop listening and, slowly, that celebratory, nostalgic anger started making a little bit of sense.

4. Uncle Tupelo – “Looking for a Way Out”

I didn’t discover Uncle Tupelo until long after I left Montana, but with that very first listen they cracked my personal top five. I might even say top three. Uncle Tupelo’s mix of country chops and punk sensibility is so thrilling and true. And no one has written and sung the contemporary American interior better. “Looking for a Way Out,” a standout track from Uncle Tupelo’s Still Feel Gone album, chronicles a young man’s confused, furious attempts to rationalize leaving home for the wider world: “Torn between the unknown and the place that you call home / And the life you want but have never known / There was a time you could put it out of your mind / There was a time / That time is gone.”

5. Nina Simone – “Mississippi Goddamn”

Whew. That first year in Mississippi was hard. I was trying so hard to be a good teacher, but kept slamming up against my own missteps in the classroom, as well as a hundred and fifty years of institutionalized inequality. “Alabama’s gotten me so upset,” Nina Simone sings, her voice escalating nearly into a scream: “Tennessee made me lose my rest / And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddamn!” Goddamn is right. Some Fridays after school, obscenity seemed the only way to deal with the heartache of the week.

6. Junior Kimbrough – “Most Things Haven’t Worked Out”

I feel a bit sacrilegious here—not picking Son House or Sonny Boy Williamson or another Delta blues legend—but when you’re trying to lose yourself along some Mississippi backroad, there’s nothing like the bass-heavy, hypnotic rhythms of the latter-day blues saint, Junior Kimbrough. Turn it up, turn down the first dirt road you come across, and don’t look back.

7. The Band with the Staple Singers – “The Weight”

My second year in the Delta, things were going good. First and foremost, I was a much better teacher, and my students were learning a hell of a lot of pre-algebra. But too, I was coming to love Mississippi. And nothing symbolized my new fascination with the South better than The Band’s studio session with The Staple Singers, Delta natives who made it big with a blend of gospel, soul, and civil rights music on Memphis’s Stax label. I often claim that this version of “The Weight” might be greatest rock-n-roll record ever, and I think I might be right. There’s just nothing like Levon Helm harmonzing with Pops and Mavis Staples: “Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free; / take a load off Fanny, and you can put the load right on me.”

8. Bob Dylan – “Mississippi”

Ah, Bob. I’ve been hooked ever since I picked up a $5.99 copy of Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits in a K-Mart bargain bin when I was about thirteen. Lately, though, I’m digging the most recent bluesman-troubadour reincarnation of Bob Dylan. Such fun, strange, affecting music. I remember listening to Love and Theft as we packed up to leave our little house in Sunflower, Mississippi. Such a vivid, bittersweet time.

9. Lucinda Williams – “Jackson”

I want to end with two traveling songs. First, Lucinda Williams’s “Jackson,” which just might be the saddest song ever written. As she drives south through the cities and towns of Mississippi and Louisiana, Williams sings of trying to forget a lost loved: “All the way to Jackson / I don’t think I’ll miss you much.” We know, of course, by the very act of the song, that she’ll never forget. No matter how far she travels, the pain will always be with her. Like it will for us. Still, three hours into a day of driving, after the initial excitement of the journey has worn off, there’s nothing like a truly sad song to bring you around again.

10. Son Volt – “Windfall”

And then, once you’ve cried your way through “Jackson,” pop in Son Volt’sTrace album. No matter where you’re going, there is simply no better driving album. And the first track, “Windfall,” is pure highway, cigarette, and setting sun: “May the wind take your troubles away / May the wind take your troubles away / Both feet on the floor two hands on the wheel / May the wind take your troubles away.”


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