I’m talkin about the classics. I love that spine chilling outlaw shit with lyrics about scary ghost cowboys, sleeping in a boxcar on a moving train, prison blues, repenting for your sins, and being heartbroken. From albums like The Louvin Brothers’ “Satan Is Real” (1959), to Johnny Cash's “Live At Folsom Prison” (1968), to Bruce Springsteen’s “Nebraska” (1982), I can’t get enough!
