The music of the Confederacy itself was passable:

But once they lost it acquired an edge that made it Rebel Music. That’s the key: Once the women at home have given up the cause only the men with a truly balls-out, psychotic understanding of death-before-dishonor keep fighting. I heard this in The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford and dug it:

English is a truly beautiful language, and I love the usage in that song. At parts it conjugates the past tense of “fought” as “fit”. It uses both, I wonder if there’s a deeper rule? The past tense of “caught” — “caughtched”. The slang — “a chance of Yankees”. The incorrect usage of the verb “to be” throughout. The broken pluralization (the rhythm of the repeated “I hates”). The unrepentant patriotism. The historic-cultural references. Fantastic, like nothing we get in the mainstream voice, and there’s more there than I mention.

A couple years back Dr. Z turned me on to The Band, who did another goodie in Scorsese’s “Last Waltz”, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, by a Canadian songwriter who dug the Lost Cause aesthetic:

Shoulder pressing close to shoulder, Let the odds make each heart bolder!