Where The Magic's Gone?

By Tex Falcon

You think you know music. You think you’ve felt it in your bones, in the marrow of your soul, that moment when a chord strikes and the world stops.But let me tell you something, kid—you don’t know jack until you’ve been to the Honky Tonk Forest with Emmylou Hartman and Linda Carter.

Their new song "Where The Magic's Gone?" is a blistering indictment of the city’s soulless music scene. These girls didn’t just dip their toes into the pool of nostalgia; they cannonballed right into its depths, splashing truth all over the place. And they didn't come back up for air until they found something real, something that burns brighter than the neon lies of Nashville.

The Scene’s in a Drought

I met them in a ramshackle cabin deep in the Honky Tonk Forest. It's a place that doesn't exist on any map, and that’s probably for the best. These days, the world doesn't deserve it. Emmylou, with her fiery red curls and defiant eyes, is the kind of woman who doesn’t just perform music—she exhales it. Linda, her brunette counterpart, is a quiet storm, a brewing tempest of harmonies and heartfelt lyrics.

"Where The Magic's Gone?" is their anthem, their rallying cry against the corporate drivel that's turned music into a factory line of hits and misses. “In the city lights, the music’s gone dry,” Emmylou sings, her voice dripping with disdain. “No heart, no soul, no fire in the sky.” It’s a gut punch to every soulless executive who’s ever traded authenticity for a quick buck.

Roots in the Rhythm

Emmylou and Linda’s journey to the Honky Tonk Forest is a tale soaked in sweat, tears, and a relentless pursuit of something pure. They grew up on neighboring farms in South Dakota, singing in the church choir, dreaming of a life where music wasn’t just background noise but the very fabric of existence. The city chewed them up, spit them out, and left them wondering if the magic was gone for good.

But then they found the Forest—a place where the old-timers’ spirits whisper through the leaves and the trees hum with forgotten melodies. It’s a place where Emmylou and Linda built a treehouse shrine, filled with musical relics from a time when songs had soul and singers had guts.

“We’re out here preserving the sanctity of music,” Linda says, her voice as soothing as a lullaby. “The forest, it’s alive with a million tunes. Under the stars, beneath the moon. It’s where the magic never left.”

Fighting the Fade

Recording "Where The Magic's Gone?" wasn’t just a process; it was a damn exorcism. They hauled their gear into the heart of the forest, where the bioluminescent plants and twinkling fireflies light up the night like nature’s own disco ball. They played for the forest, for the ghosts of musicians past, and for every dreamer who ever felt the sting of a dream deferred.

The chorus hits like a hammer to the skull: “Wonder why the scene’s in a drought, where the magic’s gone, what it’s all about?” It's a question that’s both rhetorical and painfully real. Emmylou and Linda know where the magic is—it’s hiding in the Honky Tonk green, waiting for those brave enough to seek it out.

Preserving the Sanctuary

But with every note of success comes a price. The forest, their sanctuary, is under threat. The more people hear about the Honky Tonk Forest, the more they want a piece of it. Emmylou and Linda are faced with the ultimate dilemma: how to share their gift without selling their souls.

“We’re not going to let the magic get corrupted,” Emmylou vows, her eyes burning with that fierce determination. “We’ll fight to keep this place pure. The world needs it now more than ever.”

Linda nods, her quiet strength echoing through the cabin. “We’ll find a way. The forest gave us its songs; we owe it everything.”

The Heart of the Melody

Their story is just beginning, but it’s a hell of a start. "Where The Magic's Gone?" isn’t just a song—it’s a manifesto, a middle finger to the mainstream, and a beacon of hope for anyone who believes that music should have heart, soul, and a damn good reason to exist.

So, if you’re wondering where the magic’s gone, look no further than the Honky Tonk Forest. Emmylou and Linda are there, weaving their melodies into the air, bringing back the soul where the magic lies. And if you’re lucky enough to find it, you just might remember what music was always meant to be.

And damn, almost slipped my mind—y'all itching to hear the track? Curious what all the hype’s about? Well, here it is, raw and unfiltered. Sink your teeth into this. Enjoy!