The party ain’t over yet
by chuckofish
Lately I’ve been listening to the lovely Miss Patty Loveless on my rides to and from work. I have been a fan of her eastern Kentucky twang and ladylike demeanor for many years. She was born in Pikeville, the hometown of another favorite of mine, Dwight Yoakam. (Patty and Dwight are contemporaries of mine and I’m sure we would be fast friends if we ever met.) She is also a distant cousin of Loretta Lyn and Crystal Gale.
We have seen Patty at the Grand Ole Opry and once at the Ryman Theater where the boy famously yelled, “We love you Patty!” in that quiet moment after the thunderous applause suddenly dies down. I remember she turned and looked up at the balcony where we sat.
“How Can I Help You to Say Goodbye” always makes me cry, but my favorite Patty song is this. Listen and enjoy! (They played this song once on Justified, but it was the Brad Paisley version, which though good, cannot hold a candle to Patty’s.)
dual personalities 
I’m so impressed with your linking abilities! But somehow picturing you belting out the Patty Loveless in your Honda isn’t as fun as picturing it in the Subaru!!
Well, it’s fun to belt along with Patty no matter what kind of car I’m in. No disco lights though like in the belle’s Soul.
I also like to sing along to her Harlan song (which makes me teary) in the car (I only have the two songs you mentioned). Gillian Welsh is also good to sing along with. It’s one of the reasons I enjoy the drive to work — I can catterwaller (sp?) as loudly as I like and no one will “shush” me.
That was one of those moments —