Tucked Away in a Corner of Country. Greg Brown, an itinerant Iowa Zen beatnik folkie, with a voice that's deep, rutted and dark, is an authentic creature and interpreter of the Midwest. By Peter Applebome. [New York Times: Arts]

Some time last year my friend Sima visited me in the rehab ward and brought me a copy of Brown's "Dream Cafe." Since then, with the addition of three or more of his albums to my collection, life out here on the ravaged, bleak, windswept terrain has been enriched.