Where did everybody go…
As posted on Galley earlier this week:

They’d rather give you songs than diamonds or gold
It’s a scary thought to look at this picture and think that the only one left alive is Jessi. I was looking up some Waylon Jennings stuff tonight and ran across this old picture and my heart just about broke. I was thinking to myself… “Is Outlaw Country gone?” It was a time when guys and girls that said they’d rather leave Nashville, 1/4 million dollars in debt, than continue to be pushed into putting out uninspired music. And don’t give me this stuff about CMT’s run at putting out some self proclaimed Outlaw Movement in a last ditch effort to sell more albums to Richard in Des Moines… that drives around in his truck with the “Rebel Without a Cause” sticker, reliving the old days of drinking pull tab beer and listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd. That manufactured turd of CMT went right down the crapper and most of the Outlaws they were pushing now have rapping midgets on stage among other stupid skits. My stomach gets seriously ill at the thought of guys like Merle Haggard rapping to get attention.
And don’t get me wrong. If that is their thing, then that’s cool. People can feel free to like it. But don’t tell me it’s Outlaw Country when it’s the mainstream machine that is pushing it out.
So anyway.. I try to drown some sorrows in one of my favorite iTunes playlist’s titled “Tank’s Good Music”. Creative… I know. It’s full of old and new stuff randomly mixed together. It’s got a little Johnny Cash and Matt Powell flowing together, Jason Boland following Waylon Jennings, a little Stoney LaRue and Merle Haggard… and even it out with RRB, CCR and Wade mixed in with guys like SRV and Willie Nelson. After a few songs you start to realize that all these songs start to feel like they have one soul. Kind of like the roots are the same but the person that is singing is just different.
I think we’re moving into the time in the music scene where some big(er) things are about to really start happening. There’s alot of people around that can look at that picture up there and say that they’ve seen most if not all of them perform. I’m not one of them. But I’ll be damned if I let what we have pass me by without enjoying every single second of it. There are some pictures I have that one day I’ll bring them out, sit my boy down and tell him that I’ve seen all the people in those pictures and each one of them has changed my life a little bit. Eat bologna sandwiches for a week if you have to the next time that Bleu Edmondson Band concert comes to town. Get that Hy-Top mustard to put on your hotdogs so you can hit the RRB show this weekend. Make some memories and don’t let this movement pass you by.
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