I don’t know what is going on musically on star-crossed, Kacey Musgraves’ newest album, and I don’t particularly care. The album is a vortex through which words are delivered from Kacey, on one side, to me on the other. We may never meet. I mean, we might never get fluent, fully understand each other’s predicaments. More than halfway through this breaku…
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