Only a few years ago, most city folk thought that good ole country music was something only a born hillbilly could love. Now flat-picked guitars and twangy banjos have begun to compete with even the loudest howls of amplified rock; soulful laments about careless love are heard as often as hip pop. Last year's cornball is this year's lollipopāand to underline changing tastes, a new monthly magazine, Country Music, is Johnny-Cashing in.
Dreamed up over a Yale Club luncheon 18 months ago by a pair of Yale engineering alumni and a retired shoe-company executive,...
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