Country music, at its best, is a dark apologetic for mystery. Like most things, it’s got its glitzy side, the side that it’s convinced itself that it wants the public to see. But once its Nashville sheen is scraped off, country is a dark, penetrating, and mysterious force that cuts away until it reaches a person’s core. Country music, when it’s good, is honest music.
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