Julia Hutchinson Captures the Grey Area Blues in “Some Typa Way”

Let’s be honest—nothing messes with your head quite like the “we’re-talking-but-not-together” stage of a relationship. That strange in-between where you’re texting every day, sharing playlists, meeting each other's friends... but somehow, you’re still not quite sure what this is. Julia Hutchinson has taken that exact emotional fog and turned it into something you can sing along to in “Some Typa Way”, her latest release that dropped in mid-2024—and it hits like a sigh you didn’t know you were holding.

A Boston native now fully embedded in Nashville’s songwriting soul, Julia has always had a knack for storytelling. Her music leans into that sweet spot where country, pop, and folk intertwine—part heart-on-sleeve, part catchy enough to get stuck in your head during your commute. And “Some Typa Way” might just be the best example yet of her emotional fluency as a songwriter.

The track opens with a gentle groove and acoustic warmth... that familiar shimmer that sets the tone for a story about... not quite knowing where you stand. Julia’s voice, clear but just frayed enough around the edges, draws you in right away. You believe her instantly when she sings, “I thought I had it figured out”. It’s the sound of someone trying to convince themselves just as much as they’re telling you.

She builds the tension in that quiet, confused space where it almost feels like love—but not quite. “He called me his lady”, Julia sings, with a flicker of hope, only to trail off into the shrugging haze of the title: “but I’m still feeling some typa way”. That’s the magic of this song. It nails the messiness. That strange cocktail of butterflies, doubt, and second-guessing.

It’s not bitter. It’s not dramatic. It’s honest. That kind of honesty—delivered with such softness—is what makes Julia’s songwriting stand out. You can tell she’s spent years honing her craft, not just from the way she writes, but from the way she performs it. This isn’t a song built for stadiums; it’s built for headphones, long drives, and those weird hours between texting and sleeping where your mind won’t shut up.

For a track that could’ve easily leaned into cliché, “Some Typa Way” swerves in a more mature direction. It doesn’t try to offer resolution. There’s no dramatic turning point. Just a catchy, low-key chorus that keeps looping back to that unresolved ache—like checking your phone again just in case they texted.

If this is a taste of what’s to come on her upcoming EP, Julia Hutchinson is teeing up something special. With every release, she keeps finding new ways to fuse her country roots with the layered storytelling of pop and the introspection of folk. Think Gracie Abrams wandering into a Nashville writers’ round with a journal full of almost-love songs.

So, next time you're deep in the land of “almost,” “kinda,” or “what are we?”—play “Some Typa Way”. You’ll feel seen. And maybe, like Julia, you’ll learn that sometimes not knowing is its own kind of clarity.

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