05.21.06
How Brad Paisley broke my soul
I was jacking around doing who the hell knows what the other day (watching the Academy of Country Music Awards show I do believe) and it dawned on me that every single time I see/hear Brad Paisley I really adore him. It clicked — I LIKE Brad Paisley! This is totally f-ed up because I normally hate mainstream country music and only listen to broadcast country stations to keep current on what god-awful crap the Nashville machine is trying to shove down our throats.
So then I went and bought a couple songs off of iTunes which lead to buying the entire “Mud on the Tires” album, and all was lost. ALL WAS LOST! I really love it. His vocal delivery really does it for me. It’s the sort of pop country I usually gag over, and I have no clue what the damned deal is here. Does he remind me of George Strait? Yes, I recognize the irony in professing not to like pop country and then admitting I love George, but George is GEORGE! (And that goes for Strait and Clooney, folks!) Rodeo and Texas and two-stepping, so can the judgment, sissy.
I just can’t get enough of this album! My favorite tracks right this very second are “The Cigar Song” and “Make a Mistake”, the first for the shoutie to pyromania and the second for the seniment AND the guitar in it.
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