Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives
Brown County Music Center
Nashville, Indiana
October 12, 2025 Photo Gallery by Tony Vasquez

In a genre forever haunted by its ghosts, Marty Stuart stands as both preservationist and prophet. At the Brown County Music Center, Marty Stuart and his Fabulous Superlatives delivered a show that blurred the line between revival and revelation. A living museum of American country music that somehow still feels defiantly alive.

Backed by the Superlatives’ telepathic precision with Kenny Vaughan’s twang as sharp as the desert sun, Harry Stinson’s steady locomotive rhythm, and Chris Scruggs’ nimble bass grounding it all, Stuart turned the evening into a road trip across the mythic West. “Hillbilly Rock” rattled the room like a jukebox from another dimension, while “Graveyard” and “I Didn’t Sleep Last Night” played like dispatches from some cosmic honky-tonk.

Stuart’s affection for the American frontier, with its spiritual, sonic, and literal, radiated throughout the evening. Each song felt like a sepia-toned postcard sent from another time, yet powered by the immediacy of a band that knows how to make tradition breathe.
By the time they tore through the setlist, it was clear that Stuart isn’t just keeping the flame of classic country alive. He’s reshaping its mythology. If the question still lingers about who’s going to fill the shoes of the greats, Marty Stuart has already laced his up and walked well past the horizon.