After his 2010 debut, Leif Vollebekk knew the kind of album he wanted to make next: a record like the ones he loves by Gillian Welch or Ryan Adams, that feel old and familiar even when they're new. But also a record that speaks to the listener through its lyrics, with songs "that can hold up in a storm," that are packed full of perfect little mistakes. So he started writing. Ten new songs, the best he had ever written, with lines about love and the end of love, about journeys and homecoming, about the death of friends and drinking yourself dry. Vollebekk spent two years searching for the perfect takes. This search took him from his home in Montreal to a studio in Manhattan, from a farmhouse in Woodstock, NY to a mansion outside Paris. The result, 2013's North Americana, a beautiful and alive collection chock full of shambling ballads, noisy folk songs, and vivid portraits of a watercolor life. "I feel like I created a record from 1970, something that no one's heard before," Vollebekk says. "I'm haggard and this record is all I got."