Earlier this month, Gene Weingarten had a column in the Washington Post about what happened when Joshua Bell played his violin at the L’Enfant Plaza Metrorail station (see “Context Matters…”). The next time Mr. Bell should go busking with Old Crow Medicine Show….

The two years before Nashville were spent hoboing quixotically across Canada and back, then living in self-imposed squalor in the mountains of North Carolina. They brought music nobody really played anymore to towns where no other touring performer would stop to use the bathroom, and people embraced them, fed them, sheltered them.

“Hardcore Troubadours,” by Matt Dellinger, The Oxford American, March/April 2003