Music That Ain’t Country (Let Alone Western)

You’re more likely to find me listening to an audiobook or tuning in to National Public Radio than dialing in a Country-Western station, but not too long ago, I scanned the airwaves for some C&W music. Several stations later, the radio was turned off, replaced by my profanity-laced “That ain’t Country music!” monologue. That prompted a flashback to South Carolina, summer, late 1970s, working as a carpenter for my dad’s construction company, hearing some three-corded whining old