At first glance, Emmylou Harris seems the unlikeliest of honky-tonk angels. She cuts an almost ethereal presence—waif-thin with china-doll features and long locks faded to burnished silver, the mournful phrasing of her immaculate soprano whispering with the clarity of a crystal figurine....
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