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I had nearly forgotten about this perfect song until Devin Jake sang it at The White Horse Tuesday night. “Hard Candy Christmas” has always been my go to Dolly holiday (Dolliday?) jam but Kenny and Dolly singing with this gospel choir is really testifying the Christmas spirit to my heart right now.
GLENN CALLED ME ON HIS WALKIEEE📞
“I’ve had my picture made with Willie Nelson”
Just look at these beauties.
It’s fun to see a band play. It’s like listening to recorded music except louder and less convenient and more expensive, or some way to describe it that sounds appealing.
Concerts Should End at 11 P.M. by Kelly Conaboy (via nickdouglas)
Yeah. Old lady alert here… But, damn I wish shows started/ended earlier.
Sadly, so many shows in KC (and Lawrence) don’t start until 11:00…which is why I go to so few week night shows these days. Except Knuckleheads, their week-night shows usually start at 8 are are done by 11….they’ve got their shit together for us grownups with jobs to attend to the next day.
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Joe Pug posted this on facebook the other day and people in the comments were like “If you are complaining about a show going late you’re going to the wrong shows!!! you don’t really love music!!” and it’s like, no way dude, I have a job where I have to be presentable and nice to people early in the morning. I think it’s ok for me to want to go to bed at a reasonable hour on a Monday night without compromising my rock n roll liiiiiiiiife.
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Dwight Yoakam - Sorry You Asked?
Dwight’s videos are always incredible but this might be my favorite. I’m not sure how I managed to miss this one in my CMT-obsessed youth. Harry Dean Stanton? In a roller rink? With girls roller skating in rhinestone jackets? (And Dwight in those pants. Hubba hubba.) Just brilliant.
Also I am exclusively listening to Dwight Yoakam right now, sorry.
Reeeeaaal tempted to buy tickets to see Jason Isbell at the Ryman in October and use it as an excuse to take an epic roadtrip to Nashville and spend all my money on western wear.
This is a Taco Bell commercial Willie Nelson did after his IRS problems. I seriously did not know this existed until today. Johnny Cash also did one in solidarity with his friend. I’m freaking out.
Dwight Yoakam “It Won’t Hurt”
I will never tire of this song. I guess you can’t argue with a “formula” when it works so damn well. From the lyrical content/topic and musical composition to his flashy suit coat, this is steeped in classic country tradition. In the words of Buddy The Elf, “I’m in love, I’m in love, and I don’t care who knows it!” (Good luck finding that reference on any other music blog.)
This song was written by Dwight himself (arranged with Pete Anderson) and recorded on his 1986 debut album, Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. Now, nearly 30 years later, he’s released his newest album, Second Hand Heart, proving that he’s (clearly) still got it.
Oh my! Look at baby Dwight.
I love baby Dwight. And not-so-baby Dwight. Just love Dwight.
For my birthday, I decided to climb to the top of Enchanted Rock and take a picture of my sweet hiking boots.
For April Fools’ Day, my local radio station is playing literally nothing but Backstreet Boys’ songs and announcing them as other songs, and I think that’s beautiful.
That’s not a joke that’s a gift
The Low-Key Radicalness of Broad City
In one of the many, many great moments from the season two finale of Broad City, Ilana and Abbi are sitting on the filthy New York City sidewalk, eating pizza, and sharing their future plans. At one point, Ilana says that one of her goals for the next year is to “gradually lower my dosage of antidepressants.” It’s a throwaway line, but not really.
The key is in the casual delivery: It’s not a punchline to some joke about Ilana being depressed nor is it some huge reveal and the beginning of a long conversation with her best friend. It’s just a simple statement. The reason why it’s important is because television tends to deal with depression and mental disorder — and the medicines used to treat them — only as Very Important Plot Points, rather than just a fact of life. We’re so used to seeing depression depicted in extremes (the hysterical crying jags, the self-harm, the ultimate suicide) or as a character’s only defining trait; we’re used to seeing medication as The Enemy, as characters wax poetic about how they will lose their creativity if they take antidepressants, shortly before dramatically flushing them down the toilet. Rarely do we see someone who just shrugs away the fact that she needs to take meds every morning, or to reveal their depression casually, in passing, rather than in a Big Moment. It reminds me of the another low-key approach Broad City took this season: Ilana’s sexuality. When she hooked up with Adele (Alia Shawkat), it was never a thing or a big reveal; there was no coming out scene or long discussion about it. It was basically always accepted that Ilana is interested in both men and women (and not just the running gag of her crush on Abbi; Ilana also made out with one of her female interns earlier in the season). And though “Coat Check” contained perhaps the queerest scene on television this year, it wasn’t treated as such. The queerness in Broad City is so radical because it’s not portrayed as radical.
But back to the finale: It’s especially important to see a character like Ilana — a fierce, confident, creative, hilarious woman, and someone who so many viewers relate to and latch onto —reveal that she takes antidepressants (Glazer herself does), effectively showing that being depressed and/or medically treating that depression is an OK thing. It’s understandable for people to think antidepressants are an evil, crippling thing because television portrays it as such but Broad City does quite the opposite: Ilana is happy, she’s functional (well, as much as you can be on Broad City), and she spends her days having adventures, dicking around with her best friend, hooking up with devastatingly attractive men and women, and just overall being one of the best characters on TV. Her depression, and her medicine, doesn’t define her.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit is sometimes I hate-watch Florida-Georgia Line videos.
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Today I took a roadtrip with a friend to see Temple Grandin speak in Seguin. She’s a brilliant mind with so many important things to say but I still wanted to hear more about her cowboy shirts. Thankfully I found this video.
