Gabriel Birnbaum (also known as lead vocalist and songwriter of Wilder Maker) released a solo album smirkingly called Not Alone in November. Like its title, Not Alone is at turns darkly humorous and legitimately humbling. Each reflective half-story provides a healthy, balanced tincture of grim irony and earnest nostalgia. Lyrically, “Mistakes” is a regretful realization, a retelling of a past too blurred with booze to have been fully witnessed by its antagonist in real-time. Birnbaum’s careful relationship to language provides a number of delicious images throughout the track, culminating in the compelling line that gives the song its name: I saw the way the pieces fit, / mistakes I dug my toes between like bricks / How do I know that they were mistakes at all? But in contrast to Birnbaum’s meticulous approach to his text, he has an experimental jazz musician’s relationship to instrumentation. From the first glorious moment that “Mistakes” stumbles into existence, each instrument already sounds happy-drunk on its own bottle of wine, as ragtime piano and country guitar blend with jazzy drums to create something fresh and yet unnamed. Overall, the ensemble manages to create a satisfying, controlled chaos that honors a whole host of American musical traditions, including country, rock, jazz and everything in the dusty cracks between.