Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I was happy. Earlier tonight. Played 3rd and Lindsley, one of the coolest, hippest places to sing in Nashville and rocked it! I was happy. Came home, put on my jammies, grabbed a cold one...A diet Dr. Pepper, that is... and opened my web browser to Perez to get my daily dose of celebrity gossip-rubish. There, right smack in between fuzz about Jon Gosslin and Octomom, was a pretty picture of Carrie Underwood with the headline reading "Carrie Underwood's new single, "Cowboy Casanova", hitting shelves on blah, blah, blah. Listen here first." Awesome. Gotta listen. She's good, I'll give her that. Nothing special but she keeps it country. So I pressed play. First 5 seconds. I thought that I was listening to the new single from Def Leppard. Or Shania Twain. Or whomever else Mutt Lange is or was producing. I did a double take at the name. Yup. Carrie Underwood. Crap...this stinks. Liten to another 5 seconds. Felt ears bleeding. Thought to myself while I was hemorrhaging massive amounts from my drums, "How long will it take for country radio to ban this &*%^?" Lucky for us, I sense it is right around the corner. Press Stop. Go back to first page. Take a drink of my soda. Lets see what Octomom is up to. I was happy again...

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