My Kind of Country

Country music from a fan's point of view since 2008

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I am a simple man

Ever have a song just hit you like a ton of bricks?  Sure, you have.  That’s what we’re all looking for when we listen to music.  But sometimes a song just says what you’re thinking – which is a different epiphany altogether.  You have thoughts in your head that you just can’t illustrate with your own vocabulary, and the whole mess is just eating away at your brain?  Well, like most of us, you’ll turn to your country music stash to try and make sense of things.  I know I’d be lost without it.  So this is just a short personal post to get something off my chest. Isn’t it funny how publishing a couple hundred words for a couple hundred people to read is therapy these days?  Therapy is one thing that’s gotten cheaper since the 90s at least.  Everybody blog their blues away!

Anyway, in the course of my day as a radio ad salesman and doubling as a used car salesman at my Dad’s car lots, I encounter a helluva lot of people.  A lot of these people give me a headache, naturally.  I can totally relate to Al Bundy these days.  I just want to come home, plop on the couch, stick my hand down my pants and hope there’s boobies on TV. Okay, maybe that’s stretching the analogy a bit, but any child of the 90s will get my point.  (You people 10 years younger than me can catch Married…With Children on TV Land these days.  Just another sign of my fading youth – Roseanne and Married…With Children, the shows of my childhood, are now ‘classic TV’.  But that’s another post.)  Where was I?  Oh yeah, jaded salesman.  So when any workingman comes home from work, he wants to relax, right?   Grab a glass of whiskey (or beer for you lightweights) and just veg – that’s the idea.

Like I said, this is a personal post, so I’m dedicating this recommendation to one reader – one who only reads because this is my blog anyway.  Open your ears to this country song – no, Ricky Van Shelton doesn’t sing as pretty as David Archuleta, but he holds his own.   The rest of you, I hope you enjoy the performance – it’s really great. These lyrics are my plea…