The de facto white culture used to be crooning (and it will be again if Billie Eilish has her way). No amount of pot smoke or long hair can erase the roots from which the mighty ancient oak has sprung. Red Headed Stranger is country as Frank Sinatra might have done it, really cowboy love song shit, with very little edge or pretense in its packaging, performance, and presentation. This ain't so much outlaw as it is love-lorn, which is a fine way to be out there on the plains. When people say they hate country, this is what one half of them mean.
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