Thanks for all the pointers, fellow Boingers! I know how I’ll be spending some of a rainy Saturday, from the streets of suburbia, exposing my own young’uns to some real authenticity.
I realized years ago that country was taking a right turn down Fake Street. My perspective, it started happening around the start of the 90s. My term has been Corporate Country, but Stadium Country works too, I guess.
In the late 80s, I won backstage tix to see Alan Jackson. That was cool, he’s a real tall, lanky dude. Then I went and saw him early/mid 2000s, and he’s hawkin’ Ford trucks with some of his older songs. #sellout is what I called him.
Out of all this, I also discovered bluegrass, folk, Americana. All the better for it, and even my little girl is playing bluegrass fiddle.
