Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Violating my own rule
My one hard and fast rule when it came to country music was that it could only be sung by a hot chick to warrant listening to, i.e. Faith Hill. So I've avoided her last album due to the fact that she looks more like trailer trash than hot chick. But thanks to the beauty of Itunes, I bought my first country album by a dude, (This excludes Johnny Cash of course, because he's Johnny Cash and doesn't sing through his nose) that being Brad Paisley. I actually rather enjoyed it, to be honest. Granted, I am opening myself to ridicule and scorn, but so be it. (And if you're reading this and live in Texas, you may not mock me as you live in Texas.) The album is very good and doesn't get too bogged down in overly whiny singing and terrible musicianship, such as that tub of goo Garth Brooks. How that guy ever became popular still mystifies me. Anyway, the album "Time Well Wasted" comes recommended. I think there was only about 2 tracks I didn't really like, given to the excessive use of slide guitar.
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Hey, I didn't mean to cause a big scene. Just give me an hour; and then, well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower you're living in.
is this spam?
No, it's tub o' goo. This is lyrics from "I've Got Friends in Low Places" by the tub.
ah, so it's worse than spam
Let's see another post, country hick!
Hey witw, do you find that country music gets you in the right frame of mind for paintball out on the range?
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