There’s a song I heard on country radio the other day. Didn’t even hear the whole song, just a snippet. But it was enough to know what the rest of the song was about–it’s a sappy mushy country ballad, how deep is it going to go? All I really heard was “You’ll learn how to be a lady”. This is, of course, “Lady” by Brett Young. If you read all the lyrics you see it’s more of a love letter to his wife. Not as directed at the daughter as songs like “My Little Girl” by Tim McGraw or “Butterfly Kisses” by Bob Carlisle But I immediately had a visceral…
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Make Your Own Country Song
Mix and match. Or use as a bingo card. Or make it a drinking game (like I feel compelled to do). Blue jeans (not just jeans) Whiskey Beer Alcohol other than whiskey or beer (includes mixed drinks) Mention of a truck Mention of something that is rusty Partying all night/until dawn “Shaking” it A rap interlude A dirt road Friday (or “the end of the week”) America Boots A trailer Sun (not sunlight) Moonlight (not moon)
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Analysis of Miranda Lambert’s “Automatic”
I didn’t intend for this to be a feature. And it’s not like I discovered these two songs close together. But one of my pet peeves is people who think things were better in the past than now. People who feel they’re “being dragged kicking and screaming into the 21st century” (actual words I heard someone say in Best Buy). Sure, nostalgia is pleasant, and we always see the past with rose-colored glasses. Everyone remembers The Fresh Princes of Bel-Air and Nirvana. No one remembers chain wallets or Pauly Shore or the rat-tail or backwards jeans or Hudson Hawk. I haven’t heard anyone mention the “authenticity” you get from cassette…
