Homespun mysticism, where the plainest of elements combine into woozy revelation. Pedal steel, just by its nature, has an otherworldly vibe, but there’s a glow of alternate reality in the guitar picking, too, and a hint of the supernatural in the echo-sheathed vocals . . .
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