Fer me at least, 'tis the season:
The Lubbock triumverate, most definetely: Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Butch Hancock, and Joe Ely. Gilmore’s Spinning Around The Sun and his new one One Endless Night are particularly conducive to the meanderings of the heart.
Townes Van Zandt: Anything! The favorite songwriter of everyone’s favorite songwriter. I used to drive out to the Delta when I felt blue, and listen to Townes as I watched the Mississippi river flow by. It always helped. I’m missing that river.
Merle Haggard: His voice will carry you through even that horrid stretch of road known as Bakersfield.
Iris Dement; not exactly the honky-tonk mode, but a heart-render with Merle’s seal of approval.
Hank SR: He said it best, then died from it, too.
Roy Orbison: The Most Plaintive Wail that ever was.
George Jones: The Race Is On
Webb Pierce, Gary Stewart, John Anderson (and his cohort Whitey Schaeffer), Rosie Flores, Freddy Fender, Doug Sahm & The Texas Tornadoes, well, these are a few heart busters.
A fine boxed set that came out in 1996 is Roots of Country: The Story of Country Music, Friedman/ Fairfax. My husband wrote the chapter ; “The Fightin’ Side; Honky Tonk”. Mighty fine, and he even got a “sperm-stained sheets” allusion to fly past the ol’ censors.