It’s not very long ago that we were all singing country music. And country music is equally black as it is white and that’s important to recognize.

It seems like everyone’s listening to fiddles and banjos.

Y’all drinking whiskey is probably a gregarious act. When you’re not an alcoholic it’s pretty fun to drink whiskey. But when you are it’s a very solo ritual. It’s not gregarious at all. But vice has always informed country music and all music.

We weren’t straight-A students. We didn’t start playing until we were teenagers, and we started playing rock and roll and punk rock – power chords – before we ever thought we would play folk music. So virtuosity was just never in my reach.

I didn’t grow up on the porch of a cabin looking out over the 90 acres that the mule was plowing with Paw-Paw playing the banjo. But I was always interested in folk music.

I guess it’s a bit like not claiming your brother at school. This kind of disowning of the thing that you’re most like. You want to be something cool, like Michael Jackson say, with a boom box over your shoulder and wearing leather. But you know deep down you’re just a hayseed.

It’s true that bluegrass is a virtuosic form and asks that of its performer. Old-time music is older rawer and purer. It’s less stylized. We don’t solo. Well sometimes we do, but it’s different it has more to do with rock-and-roll than bluegrass does.

I enjoy writing songs that could have been written before [my time]. When I feel like I'm tapping into a deep vein in the body of American music, it gives me strength as a writer, like I'm dipping my pen into a deep ink well. That's the folk music tradition. Like Pete Seeger said, 'Everyone's a link in the chain.' It's a strong chain, so rely on it. ... I believe it takes all those great songs in the past to make your song even a little bit good.

I think it is good for people who are incarcerated or who are bound up one way or the other-people like Lily Kimball and all the prostitues of Memphis. This gal, she needs some wings, and a good song can make that happen.

It’s bound to be one hell of a steel wheelin, railroadin good time…while the western country rolls by and the smoke rises blacker than musical notes pouring out of that stoked-up-and-chuggin iron chariot.