While others in Prchal’s genre of alt-country/folk have been stomping and clapping their way to calculated sunshine, he remains a vital artist coming to terms with our biggest fears, spinning yarns on par with the darkened honesty of Johnny Cash’s American series. If Sorrow Sings teaches us anything, it’s that being alive – figuratively or literally – is the only other option to dying, but it’s not without its burden. “If the world it ain’t nothin’ but diggers and graves,” Prchal and Krawczyk ponder in the last words of the album, “My dear, my darling, dig away.”