Music
Troy Cartwright Serves Up a Smooth Shot of Heartbreak on ‘Whiskey Ginger’
14 Nov
Troy Cartwright has always had a knack for capturing the ache of memory with striking simplicity, and his new single “Whiskey Ginger” is no exception. Set against a warm, mid-tempo backdrop, the song unfolds like a Polaroid – hazy, bittersweet, and impossible to shake.
The song opens with a cinematic snapshot (“leaves trying to change while we were making small talk”) setting the scene for a fleeting moment that’s stuck in time. Cartwright takes us to a dive bar off Riverside Drive, where a chill in the air sends the couple inside and sparks a memory that lingers long after the night ends. That first “taste of whiskey ginger” becomes more than a drink… it’s the symbol of a love he can’t quite let go, a flavor forever tied to her name.
Now, he’s left wondering where she’s gone and who she’s with, picturing her “blonde hair, red lips, red straw sippin’ on whiskey ginger.” It’s vivid and cinematic, a scene painted in the amber glow of nostalgia. The melody’s understated restraint lets the lyrics do the heavy lifting, while Cartwright’s voice carries equal parts regret and tenderness.
“Whiskey Ginger” feels like a late-night confession. It’s kind of song you play on repeat, half for comfort, half for punishment. It’s reflective without self-pity, honest without oversharing, and proof once again that Cartwright sits squarely in the lane where heartache meets craft.
