Mountain Music

Dolly, Kenny, Willie and I have been hanging out hard core this evening. These are my cowboy friends, my spur-wearing compadres. Two of them have beards. One of them has massive blond hair and equally massive tits. All of them are a guaranteed good time once invited over.

That's right, team. It's country music night on Odessa Street, much to The Boy's horror. Inspired by a conversation had over breakfast with some American girls last Sunday, I decided to go look up all of my favorite country stars on Imesh. It's been non-stop harmonicas and acoustic guitars in here ever since.

And you know what? Country music rocks.

Why? Country music makes it impossible to be in a bad mood. Most of it is upbeat. If it's of the sad variety, it's of the crooning, how-I-miss-my-roots variety, not the I'm-a-tortured-soul-with-such-depressive-problems type. Country music, when slightly more tame, can be very environmental: the mountains, the river, the skies. But usually, it's all about kicking ass, loving life, and getting drunk.

I'm thinking of forcing my poor, innocent high school students to learn to appreciate country. They usually coil away in horror at the very mention of the word. Maybe we should do a whole unit: Country Music - the history, the evolution, and the future of an American art form?

I'm off to go do some more toe-tapping and knee-slapping. Any of you have any must-have country suggestions? I'm especially looking for any songs with the following themes:

1. I-just-broke-up-with-my-man-and-I-can-attest-that-he's-a-low-down-good-for-nothing-bastard. I'm-gonna-go-out-and-get-drunk-with-the-girls-to-chase-my-blues-away

2. I-grew-up-in-the-mountains-and-am-deeply-in-touch-with-my-southern-roots. I-often-talk-about-banjos-and-harmonicas-wistfully.

3. Nothing-quite-like-being-a-cowboy, huh?

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For some reason, #3 makes me think "Damn, it feels good to be a gangster."

Oh wait, *everything* makes me think that.

you should ask our oldest cousin, lee. She's a big country music aficianado.

I don't like most recent country music, but there's always something awesome about Willie. And he's got a new-ish song, that's a duet with Toby Keith (?), "whiskey for my men, and beer for my horses" that very close to #3...

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