The other day I asked Alexa to play Americana music. In her infinite wisdom, she brought up a playlist called Americana Soul, which was totally different music. But, I listened to it anyways and heard this song by Leon Bridges and Khruangbin
"Texas Sun"
It is a lovely song,but the video really makes it. It brought to mind something I read years ago from the poet Merrill Gilfillan:
On this continent and in the psyche of its people the plains have always been a staggering presence, a place for transformation, bafflement, or heartbreak. From the east they are a release from the clawing of swamp and tangle and human density. From the west they are a drop and a straightening after the kinks and strains of mountains. Entered from any direction they are a new air, a joy to behold, a combination of large-scale intimidations and primordial inner acoustics.