Phase Two of this afternoon’s Autumn listening project while mommy sleeps and I procrastinate from cutting the lawn, is the ‘Luxury Liner‘ album by Emmylou Harris.
Emmylou is one of my (many) guilty pleasures, except I don’t really feel guilty about it so, yeah, I guess that just makes it a pleasure then…period.
I’m okay with that.
Judge me as you see fit.
‘Luxury Liner‘ ranks as Emmylou’s best-selling solo record to date (1976), and it’s one of her most engaging efforts as well; her Hot Band is in peak form, and the songs are even more far afield than usual, including Chuck Berry’s ‘(You Never Can Tell) C’est la Vie‘, Townes Van Zandt‘s painterly tale of aging outlaws, ‘Pancho & Lefty‘, and what’s an Emmylou Harris album without a Gram Parsons cover or two (‘She‘ and ‘Luxury Liner‘)?
Actually, all the tracks are covers, save one (‘Tulsa Queen‘)…but those are the big four.
It’s no surprise to me that I was going to like the album, but I was kind of surprised to hear HRH chime in how much she enjoyed it as well. I thought she was zoned out on whatever it is that she does with that iPad-thingee, but I guess she was paying some real attention. Of course, she also wanted to know why I like my “girl music” so much but, hey, good music is just good music, what can I say?
And this, is good music.