Skeezix says I should listen to more country. Honest to God, I’ve tried. I just can’t stomach it. I love its simplicty, patriotism and sometimes even beat. But more often than not, you need to eat it with a big spoon because its so fucking corny. It’s almost embarrassing. Somewhere in my ego, I think I’m smarter than that. Skeezix certainly is smart, but good Lord, how many times can you wrap a song around a canned line, your truck, a tractor, or that your woman left you?
Now somehow I’ve managed to make a few exceptions, and the exceptions I truly Love. Johnny Cash, Glen Campbell and Maybe an Alabama song here or there. Here’s 2 more, and I’ll play the videos for you.
I love the Maveriks. Have a listen:
How in the world could you not just love that song? Great Riding song.
Dwight Yoakam is the 2nd Exception. I have no idea, because he reeks of twangy guitars and crying voice. I don’t know if it’s because dwight cut his teeth opening up for punk bands in the late 80s, or if his music just resonates with me because of songs like this: (I tend to think its the latter)
Dwight Yoakam ” A Thousand Miles From Nowhere”
At 70 mph out in the nevada or Arizona desert, drinking water by the gallon and going over my week, how could that song not hit home? I own a whole lot of Dwight Yoakam. Can someone please tell me the difference?
Toby Keith Urban can eat a bag of hell.