All-Americana girl

One morning last week, the sound of raucous, twangy fiddle music greeted me as I groggily descended the stairs to the subway platform. A small crowd had gathered around a young man attacking his instrument with intensity and skill. Toddlers did clumsy dances as their parents dropped change into his open case.

Sitting on the train, I pulled out my copy of Amanda Petrusich's "It Still Moves:… » Full Story on Salon.com