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About three months ago, I was at home in my palatial mini-mansion, taking care of a four-year-old with an ear infection. I was noodling around on Twitter during naptime, and somebody asked this question: there are many songs about going to California, but are there any songs about leaving California? I thought of about eight...

I am in the middle of a little bit of renovation on this here blog, which means that I am putting this particular song out there because I mostly need to test the system that I’m using to write these, so bear with me and it won’t take a second. This is a very average...

I have not updated this site in a long, long time, and I am sorry about that, and this is not an update but more of an apology. I have been working on my novel to the detriment of this site, which is a bad thing but it’s a really good novel and I hope...

This is an issue song, and I don’t like issue songs, not one little bit. They aren’t fair. They don’t pretend to be fair, to come down on one side or another. I am not telling anyone to shut up and sing; this is a free country. I am just telling you what I like...

It was early in the morning, and one daughter was dressed and ready to go. The other daughter was being whiny and fussy and not cooperative in terms of choosing what clothes to wear for the day. And I started singing: Well, it’s a fussy Katie morning Mommy woke her without warning In the morning light So I just...

I will listen to most of these songs, really I will, but this one gets switched off every single time. I mean it. This one is bad because it sneaks up on you; it pretends to be something it’s not: And she said: I’ll wait for you Like I did last year At Christmas time with your family here And...

Arlington

I’m going to start you off with the lyrics on this one: I remember daddy brought me here when I was eight, We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay, And when we finally found that cross, He said, ‘Son this is what it cost, to keep us free’. Now here I am a thousand stones away...

Strictly speaking, this isn’t a country song but a blues song; no country song could get away with the chorus repeated this often: And this traveling around It’s gonna be the death of me And this traveling around It’s gonna be the death of me But, Lord, this is a depressing song. It isn’t just the chorus, or the music,...

What gets me about this song is the contrast, I guess. On the one hand, you have what you might call the public Toby Keith, brash, who’s-your-daddy, putting his boot in the asses of America’s enemies (which include the Dixie Chicks for no good reason I can see). And then there’s the tortured, insecure Toby...

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