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5 Hip Hop/R&B Parody Covers
Feb 8, 2011
Band Mashup: Classical Meets Metal
Feb 7, 2011
The Scourge of Bleeding Cowboys
Feb 6, 2011
Awkward Gary Levox Photo of the Week
You Suck as a Music Fan Vol. 2

Feb 5, 2011
Feel Bad For You mixtape February
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Feb 4, 2011
YouTube Gems: Ponderosa
Feb 3, 2011
Songs Illustrated #45
Feb 2, 2011
4 Pop Parody Covers
Feb 1, 2011
Snap Judgments: Promo Only Country Radio February 2011

Jan 31, 2011
Awkward Gary Levox Photo of the Week
A Tammy Wynette Venn Diagram
Jan 30, 2011
Country Cred-o-meter: Carpetbagger Edition

Jan 29, 2011
Free Music: RCPM

Jan 28, 2011
YouTube Gems: The Louvin Brothers
Jan 27, 2011
Larry Lee the Primitive Baptist on Kenny Chesney's "Somewhere with You"

Kenny Chesney - Somewhere With You
Mr. Chesney's newest smash hit country song sounds suspiciously like what we used to call "pop music" back when my pals and I used to cruise the Sonic after Bible drills, bobbing our heads. It seems at the very least insincere, and more to the point, dishonest to release this song to the country music radio stations. As if the sin of false presentation were not enough, Kenneth's song is a veritable snake nest of immoral behaviors. The first two lines reveal the main character's jealousy and envy over his ex-girlfriend (we assume it's a girl, but one cannot be too certain in this morally loose era) courting a new love interest. These two sins of course lead to yet another, consumption of old Scratch's mind altering beverages. Next, he goes on to look back on his time with this ex and he has the gall to reveal to us, fair reader, that he went on a date to the amusement park without an adult present to make sure this couple didn't cavort around in the haunted house or touch uncovered skin together at any point of their ride on the Tilt-a-whirl. Next line, next sin - he let a (presumable) female drive him around. The man is to be at the helm in any facet of any relationship, thus saith my Lord. And now saith my Lord, this couple committed sexual sin, because Kenneth Chesney got them a hotel room and you just know what happened on those bodily fluid encrusted sheets. My chest is tightening up, I don't mind telling you …and so is my bbb… never mind.
I'll just summarize the rest of this vile song: Mr. Chesney is sleeping around with all manner of whores in an attempt to fill up an empty space in his soul. Does he not know that this longing is for the King of Kings… not the queen of his four poster? My angina is really acting up right now… but please, unless the real damnation of your eternal soul is something you desire, don't give this song a second listen.
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