"There is something about indigenous, rural music that invites myth telling, that demands movement and discovery. Like so many other things, this is as much about the quest as it is about the prize. Where the music comes from - the landscapes and faces and churches and industries and seasons that create and preserve certain systems of sound - is the real story. It is my perpetual and unmistakable failure as a music critic that I am infinitely more interested in personal details that in studio settings or guitar petals or synthesizer type or whether or not something has been recorded in 3/4 time. I would rather discuss what the weather was like in Portland the month a band was recording, if the bassist’s sister had her baby, what everyone ate for breakfast, or how hard it was to get off work. These are narratives that can’t be parsed exclusively through song lyrics and chord changes and backbeats and bass lines."
— Amanda Petrusich, “It Still Moves: Lost Songs, Lost Highways and the Search for the Next American Music.”