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...Other Voices, Other Rooms, she pays homage to her heroes, those folk stars who sang to her from her bedside radio when she was a Texas teenager. Some of her honorees even come to the party. Bob Dylan plays harmonica on his almost forgotten Boots of Spanish Leather. John Prine sings harmony on his Speed of the Sound of Loneliness. Arlo Guthrie sings on Tecumseh Valley, by Townes Van Zandt, though not on his father Woody's Do Re Mi. Griffith blends her voice with these and others to bring something new to the old songs and make them young...
...Jersey called Bar/None has a real comer in Freedy Johnson. His album, titled Can You Fly, features the idiosyncratic singer-songwriter stalking his own subconscious, sounding like a cross between Hank Williams (on The Mortician's Daughter) and a skid-row Springsteen (on We Will Shine). John Prine had a wonderful new album a few months back, The Missing Years (Oh Boy), and Luka Bloom's The Acoustic Motorbike (Reprise) is like Celine in high spirits. It's all enough to make you believe that that staple of music-biz resurrection, the folk revival, is coming around again...
...John Prine, the Junkies' opening act, joined Margot Timmins for a duet in the tender love song "If You Were the Woman...
...However, Prine sounded much more natural on his own than when trying to blend his nasal, gruff voice with Timmins' quiet, smooth one. In his opening set, Prince's country style and simple, honest lyrics won the audience's tremendous enthusiasm. His "It's a Big Ol' Goofy World," which rambled with a ridiculous quality reminiscent of Bob Dylan, even provoked whoops and hollers of delight...
This album also displays their absolute mastery of the 6/8 country ballad ("If you were the woman and I was the man"--a duet with John Prine), the prison song ("Oregon Hill") and the music-industry (or meta-) song ("To Live is to Fly"). Along with these, though, are the kind of sustained big-art-songs, like the title track that I, at least, expect from the Junkies...