he's right. "modern country" is basically early 90s soft-metal balladry with the occasional fiddle thrown in. it's one of the most cynical, calculated genres of music out there.
i was in a store last week that had a modern country station on. i made the mistake of listening to the "lyrics" of one of the songs. it was some treacly crap about "my kids come in and hug me tight and my wife has the bedroom in her eyes." i almost began dry heaving.
here's the lyric. don't read it unless you have a puke bucket nearby:
He stopped me on the street, he was wearing a backwards baseball hat. I'd never seen the devil smile but I bet it looks a lot like that. From his coat of worn out rags, he flashed me a plastic bag and said, Hey, this will get you high tonight, and I said, No thanks, I get that all the time.
When I walk into my kitchen, kids are screaming, dinner's burning, and I'm reminded we've got PTA tonight. When I'm kneeling down and feeling all those little arms around me and my wife has got the bedroom in her eyes, Yeah, Buddy, when you get that kind of love, it's the world best kind of drug, and I get that all the time.
holy farking shiat. the hit computer that cranked out that dreck should be reprogrammed with a fire axe.
Not even close. Most of the current crop of pop singers in cowboy hats wouldn't even know what rockabilly is. These days it's closer to watered down Bon Jovi with a little bit of fiddle and steel guitar. Rockabilly wasn't really all THAT different from the country music of the time, and it had balls. Craptacular pop stars like Keith Urban don't even come close.
Ironically, he cut records with producer Billy Sherrill, who is responsible for smoothing down a lot of country music's rough edges with the countrypolitan sound.
FlashHarry:he's right. "modern country" is basically early 90s soft-metal balladry with the occasional fiddle thrown in. it's one of the most cynical, calculated genres of music out there.
i was in a store last week that had a modern country station on. i made the mistake of listening to the "lyrics" of one of the songs. it was some treacly crap about "my kids come in and hug me tight and my wife has the bedroom in her eyes." i almost began dry heaving.
here's the lyric. don't read it unless you have a puke bucket nearby:
He stopped me on the street, he was wearing a backwards baseball hat. I'd never seen the devil smile but I bet it looks a lot like that. From his coat of worn out rags, he flashed me a plastic bag and said, Hey, this will get you high tonight, and I said, No thanks, I get that all the time.
When I walk into my kitchen, kids are screaming, dinner's burning, and I'm reminded we've got PTA tonight. When I'm kneeling down and feeling all those little arms around me and my wife has got the bedroom in her eyes, Yeah, Buddy, when you get that kind of love, it's the world best kind of drug, and I get that all the time.
holy farking shiat. the hit computer that cranked out that dreck should be reprogrammed with a fire axe.
oldernell
2009-11-03 09:18:30 AM
Atlpagan
2009-11-03 09:23:16 AM
Country music has not been the same since "Disney" invaded.
FlashHarry
2009-11-03 09:25:28 AM
i was in a store last week that had a modern country station on. i made the mistake of listening to the "lyrics" of one of the songs. it was some treacly crap about "my kids come in and hug me tight and my wife has the bedroom in her eyes." i almost began dry heaving.
here's the lyric. don't read it unless you have a puke bucket nearby:
He stopped me on the street,
he was wearing a backwards baseball hat.
I'd never seen the devil smile
but I bet it looks a lot like that.
From his coat of worn out rags,
he flashed me a plastic bag and said,
Hey, this will get you high tonight,
and I said,
No thanks, I get that all the time.
When I walk into my kitchen,
kids are screaming, dinner's burning,
and I'm reminded we've got PTA tonight.
When I'm kneeling down
and feeling all those little arms around me
and my wife has got the bedroom in her eyes,
Yeah, Buddy, when you get that kind of love,
it's the world best kind of drug,
and I get that all the time.
holy farking shiat. the hit computer that cranked out that dreck should be reprogrammed with a fire axe.
Recoil Therapy
2009-11-03 09:29:18 AM
Simple test, if there are more dance moves than lyrics then there is a problem...
/Processed corporate crap of any genre is hard to call "music"
Angry Drunk Bureaucrat
2009-11-03 09:30:35 AM
I'm going with the neologism "Pop-a-billy".
Sybarite
2009-11-03 09:31:33 AM
he flashed me a plastic bag and said,
Hey, this will get you high tonight,
Worst. Dealer. Ever.
El Freak
2009-11-03 09:44:50 AM
Not even close. Most of the current crop of pop singers in cowboy hats wouldn't even know what rockabilly is. These days it's closer to watered down Bon Jovi with a little bit of fiddle and steel guitar. Rockabilly wasn't really all THAT different from the country music of the time, and it had balls. Craptacular pop stars like Keith Urban don't even come close.
jchic
2009-11-03 09:51:09 AM
And they all suck.
HowlingFrog
2009-11-03 10:01:58 AM
The current "country" music is just soulless corporate Nashville pop and bad rock with a nasal twang.
Now excuse me while I listen to Lefty Frizzel's version of "Long Black Veil".
FlashHarry
2009-11-03 10:10:24 AM
i'm guessing the lyricist has never seen a bag of weed let alone smoked any. hell, the song could've been written by the RNC.
HowlingFrog
2009-11-03 10:29:14 AM
Oops, how thoughtless of me. Enjoy. (new window)
Weaps
2009-11-03 10:41:03 AM
Could swear by now they'd have put a wreath upon his door.
ne2d
2009-11-03 10:48:50 AM
The Devil Went Down to Georgia, A Boy Named Sue, etc., etc.
Dead for Tax Reasons
2009-11-03 10:56:20 AM
yanceylebeef
2009-11-03 11:03:24 AM
Rapmaster2000
2009-11-03 11:04:35 AM
Now it's a bunch of treacly stories about going to your job and coming home to your family. Bor-ing.
SmashLimousines
2009-11-03 11:05:34 AM
Rapmaster2000
2009-11-03 11:07:34 AM
i was in a store last week that had a modern country station on. i made the mistake of listening to the "lyrics" of one of the songs. it was some treacly crap about "my kids come in and hug me tight and my wife has the bedroom in her eyes." i almost began dry heaving.
here's the lyric. don't read it unless you have a puke bucket nearby:
He stopped me on the street,
he was wearing a backwards baseball hat.
I'd never seen the devil smile
but I bet it looks a lot like that.
From his coat of worn out rags,
he flashed me a plastic bag and said,
Hey, this will get you high tonight,
and I said,
No thanks, I get that all the time.
When I walk into my kitchen,
kids are screaming, dinner's burning,
and I'm reminded we've got PTA tonight.
When I'm kneeling down
and feeling all those little arms around me
and my wife has got the bedroom in her eyes,
Yeah, Buddy, when you get that kind of love,
it's the world best kind of drug,
and I get that all the time.
holy farking shiat. the hit computer that cranked out that dreck should be reprogrammed with a fire axe.
Whoa, we both used treacly. I guess it fits.
Psylence
2009-11-03 11:10:15 AM
radioman_
2009-11-03 11:10:22 AM
Gunny Highway
2009-11-03 11:11:32 AM
/or samplers either
stuhayes2010
2009-11-03 11:13:23 AM
Thoguh
2009-11-03 11:15:22 AM
"Old Number 7" by The Devil Makes Three, because they're great.
FlashHarry
2009-11-03 11:16:26 AM
- dale watson
Thoguh
2009-11-03 11:17:28 AM