I heard someone refer to that kind of “country” as hick-hop.
Can’t stand that garbage.
[I heard someone refer to that kind of country as hick-hop.]
Exactly. Was listening to it in Tractor Supply the other day. What junk. One song runs into the other.
My kingdom for just a few Cash or Kline songs.
Hick-hop. I love it. I just call it Nashville Country. And I avoid it like the plague.
Americana music, red dirt radio, outlaw country, call it what you will. It’s out there. And it is the real deal.
Kind of like how I expect to hear Rush Limbaugh every time that Pretenders song plays (I heard Chrissie Hynde rues the day that Rush chose "My City Was Gone" as his bumper music).
You have to go to the internet or satellite radio, I guess, for real country music.
If you listen to our local stations for an hour you've heard everything you're going to hear the rest of the day.
It’s not great, but it’s better than rap.
Country needs more songs about tractors, rodeo’s, semi’s, grandpas, cowboys and good dogs.
Fewer about getting drunk.