[az]B001INZ7EC[/az][l1]M[/l1]usical oddities twang relentless. Miniature concerti on the strings of the holler. Multiple musicians stretch lyrics taut over the bones of memory and loss and hope. Minor keys, major melodies.
A quavering voice driving earnestly before the musical buzz of flexing hardware and jangly picking.
Frontier Ruckus is perpendicular to bluegrass; somehow, they cross it at right angles, leaving no doubt that either you are on the train or you have missed it until it next passes your station. Which it will, so pay attention.