While a singer-songwriter is striving to produce an authentic-sounding album, her best friend from high school is found at the bottom of a lake—dredging up the tragedy behind the music.
Dylan Read is a mega-selling, Grammy Award–winning singer-songwriter whose country roots have evolved into a sort of “bedroom pop” that fans love for its personal and—although she doesn’t like the word—confessional nature. But despite her best efforts, the media accuse her of being fake. In a news article about the cold case of a girl who went missing 15 years ago, the headline gives the detail that Kelsey Copestenke was a classmate of Dylan’s, seemingly milking the flimsy connection between the two for the sake of getting more page views. But what Dylan hasn’t told the press—or even her publicist—is that she owes her career to Kelsey. Beneath the veneer of her success are the people who know Dylan’s secrets: the high school classmates; Kelsey’s brother, Matt; and the boyfriend she hides from the world for fear it’ll wreck their relationship and her career. But one secret is a mystery: what happened to Kelsey. As Dylan goes through each album of her catalog, she flashes back to her high school years in upstate New York with her lost friend, who was forming a musical duo with Dylan when she went missing. “Country music is about relatability,” Dylan says. “Just three chords and the truth, as the saying goes. Pop, on the other hand, traffics in fantasy.” In the story, there’s a balance of both. The flashbacks are entertaining and filled with cringey high school drama. On the less relatable end, Dylan still frets about what the press says about her. But what makes her most interesting is Layden’s respect for the craft of making music, from Dylan’s “fear that tortilla chips might scratch my vocal cords” to Kelsey’s early guitar lessons: “We’re gonna learn four chords and six strumming patterns and you’re gonna have to trust me when I tell you that’s all you need to know.”
A juicy mystery filled with gossip—and music you can almost hear.