They make the word “dirtbag” charming.
I’m not a fan of country music, never have been. My favorite Altman film is Nashville, which is actually about the intersection of celebrity and politics, but it features some of the best country music satire ever recorded, and I ate it up with a spoon. Country Music is usually all so cheesy, well, the title of the post says it all.
Of course there have been individual songs or groups now and then that against all odds make it through to me. But now I’m going to have to listen to a song, only because it has Y’all Qaeda’s panties in a bunch, at least according to the WaPo:
“Alana Lynn, a morning co-host on country music station 104.3 FM in Boise, Idaho, was excited to play Little Big Town’s latest single for her listeners. “Girl Crush,” a powerful ballad about a woman envious of her ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend, seemed destined to be a hit.
“I want to taste her lips, yeah cause they taste like you / I want to drown myself in a bottle of her perfume,” vocalist Karen Fairchild sings. “I want her long blond hair, I want her magic touch / Yeah cause maybe then, you’d want me just as much… I got a girl crush.”
“Sure, it’s a provocative way to describe jealousy. But when Lynn played the song on the air, she didn’t anticipate that she would get furious phone calls and e-mails accusing “Girl Crush” of “promoting the gay agenda” and threats to boycott the station. The last time she heard this much outrage from listeners? “The Dixie Chicks’ President Bush comments,” Lynn recalls, referring to when the trio’s career imploded in 2003 after making critical statements about the president.”
From what I can tell, this is happening at Country Music stations across the country, and I know you will find this shocking: it appears to be coordinated. According to Raw Story, the song is in the top 10 sales on iTunes, but it is only at 33 in radio airplay. So my guess is that the stations GMs are the people getting bombarded, which makes it sound very organized: go to the guy who can make it happen. But the real tell: calling it The Gay Agenda.
Happy belated Friday To you all. I had to call in sick yesterday since I caught a case of Cocteau Twins Fever. It appears to have swept through Ohio circa 1985 rather viciously. Make sure you’re up to date on your vaccinations.
So this thing happened at the Grammys with Beck. I don’t care about the particulars. It gives me an excuse to play this clip of Beck performing his song “Debra” at a VH1 Fashion Award Show. I think he knew what he was doing when he chose the song.
Also, too – more Beck
A Chevrolet dealer in Waterloo IA sold more Impalas than anyone else! Let’s give it up for Carl!
This is why I don’t watch award shows.
Lest you think this is a joke, Darkkey and The Keys are the real deal. (Although I’m a little upset someone made them set up in the corner of that banquet hall. They should be center stage!)
I’m really enjoying the new TV on the Radio album. They released a handful of their new songs as lyric videos on their official Youtube channel, but skipped over this track for some reason. It’s a great track.
(GRS, I’m putting this on top: love it! –TG)
Punk: embodied by Tommy Tutone, Huey Lewis, and Erasure. Yeah! Someone had to pull all these punk songs together for me to finally see what the PMRC was getting at.
Mix G, C, and D chords and you have a song. Helps if your voice is smooth like butter.