Here in Tennessee, Dolly has an organisation called The Imagination Library. It donates books that she chooses every month to EVERY CHILD born in Tennessee from the day they’re born until they turn five. TWELVE BOOKS A YEAR FOR FIVE YEARS EVERY CHILD! Thank you, Dolly Parton!
Literally every quote you’ll find from Dolly is perfect. She’s such a ray of light and (honest) positivity, and I love her.
Unsure where this came from, if not the palsied hands of the good Lord himself.
Simple premise: Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” slipped from 45 to 33 rpm. Nothing more; no studio trickery, no trip hop drum breaks. The guitar lopes back in and around itself. The bass becomes elastic, hot rubber. The violin stabs become sustained cello lines. The backing choir’s split harmony rattles around, slinking ghostly into the corner. And most importantly, Parton’s once-frantic vocal is transformed from bubblegum country scrawl into something approximating field holler reverence.
An already perfect song made transcendental..
This was already one of my favorite songs, now I love it more.
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