Saying 's tribute album to is redolent of history is an understatement -- besides the subject of the album itself, the title acts as a specific reference to 's own 1975 tribute to , . There's a danger of well-meaning overkill and clinging associations at work as a result, which the album has to struggle through. Still, it's also an interesting sign of just how much certain goal posts in the world of indie rock have changed over time -- the fascination with older, more "real" country has been present since the days of and the , to name two bands out of many, and 's own well-established outsider/outlaw image is a perfect one to hang one's hat on. aka and a crew of backing musicians aim to do just that on and if by default it can't fully capture the killer resonance of 's immediately recognizable vocals and twang, 's singing is far more hushed in comparison, though to his credit he doesn't specifically aim to sound like in terms of out-and-out mimicry -- the whole is still a game enough effort, if nothing else showing 's excellent taste in song choices. (A collection of the performances of each track would make one heck of a mix disc.) Kicking off with a double-tip of the hat -- written by rather than by but a standard for both men -- generally maintains a steady, softly woozy late-night singalong feeling throughout its length, with some performances giving and his band a real chance to shine instrumentally. features the most musicians on a track -- seven total, with some lovely pedal steel work by -- while 's is a full one-man-band effort. Another winner is with and sharing vocals over music that uses a spartan yet lovely guitar/bass arrangement. ~ Ned Raggett