Feuded with everyone from Charley Crockett to your mom. Was called country cosplay by Americana snobs. Ran like a scared child when faced with the consequences of his online actions. Had no actual hits besides the people struck with flying beers at his concerts.
Released slightly less than his usual 300 songs per year output, but the music was more memorable. Feuded with Gavin Adcock. Was called country cosplay by people who claim to love traditional country music but latched onto Gavin instead. Posted lots of vaguely cocky country rockstar stuff on social media.
Won all the awards, enraging Morgan Wallen’s void-brained stans. Got engaged at George Jones’ mansion, probably enraging the “country music died in 1979” crowd. Continued to speak with a twang that made Thelma Harper from Mama’s Family sound like a Yankee in comparison. Ended the year performing with Snoop Dogg, K-Pop Demon Hunters, and the Bocellis for some reason.
Gave me meme content by walking off the SNL set early like a spoiled brat. Practiced low stakes anti-establishmentarianism with his refusal to acknowledge the major country awards shows (nor they him). Was not recorded saying no-no words, yet somehow continued to be popular. Released a just as bloated but less interesting album than his previous attempt - still continued to be lauded and payed by his mentally uncomplicated fanbase.
By his standards flew relatively under the radar - with big exceptions - after an overexposed 2024. The exceptions were a few festival headline spots and some F**KING GIGANTIC stadium “concerts” (more shows where emo-rural college kids sang every word so loud only diehards could enjoy it) AND that time he got drunk and scaled a fence to confront the blowhard at the top of this piece.
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