Anyone who has had to spend an extended time in a car with me - i.e., my family - knows that my love for the brothers Louvin goes deep and wide and far and high and well beyond the call of duty.
Covers of their stuff are not exactly rare – though I do think Emmylou Harris has a lock on the practice, with or without Gram Parsons on the other mic.
But two hipster goofballs* doing a whole album of Louvinalia?
Ew, I say. Ew.
* Putting aside for the moment the fact that, in his own charming way, Gram Parsons was something of a hipster goofball, too.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
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