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[Listen to This on a Night Held Together by Antacids and Cheap Whiskey: Lily Seabird’s Raw, Unflattering Blues] When the ice clinks in your glass late at night, it never fails to dredge up a handful of regrettable choices. It’s Memphis Ray. What even is the blues? A twelve-bar three-chord progression? The pentatonic scale? Nah, you’ve got it all wrong. It’s that deep, helpless sigh that leaks right out of your chest when you trip flat on your face in the middle of life and expose your most pathetic, unguardable self to the world—that’s the true essence of the blues. And into the dry, withered heart of this tired old man has just dropped a wildly thrilling, skin-tingling piece of art: *Lightspheres on Their Way*, the third album by singer-songwriter Lily Seabird, which has been earning high praise from the Americana tastemakers over at *No Depression*. ### What Do You Do on a Night When You’ve Lost the Right to Pray? …