The result is reverential and frequently wonderful. Everyone is so determined to channel Williams that the songs can feel like museum pieces. Only Lucinda Williams (whose “I’m So Happy I Found You” is so natural, you’d swear it was her own) escapes with her personality intact.

The songs are mournful, lightly swinging and Hank-like, a testament to the disc’s near-flawless curation. An exception: Williams’s granddaughter Holly shows up, but her hell-raising half-brother Hank III is, criminally, nowhere to be found.