In Part 3 of my "new country" screed, let's discuss fake outrage and grasping for relevancy.
Part 1 was an excruciating listen and on-the-spot review of July's top ten tracks.
Part 2 discussed the sad cookie cutter state of today's music.
This installment returns me to artists I'm at least a bit familiar with, albeit they've changed, by God! Just watch! They're woke!
Thus, two hit LP's.
2006 was approximately the time that Natalie Maines shot off her mouth about the president, which is neither here nor there (and seems quaint in retrospect). The group milked the ensuing publicity, but the fact was, by that time they were already living off seven-year-old hits and no one really cared.
Fourteen years later, the
Let's face it; other artists from their era aren't getting written up in The Times. I haven't caught a feature about Diamond Rio or Lee Ann Womack. No, The
Natalie is what we benevolently call a drama queen. It seems she's recently divorced and has some scores to settle. And this is what the single "Gaslighter" is apparently about. I surfed on over to YouTube to check out the track. It's not terrible. Not great, but it doesn't reek, either. The harmonies by the unspoken other members of the group help...a lot.
Unfortunately, what stands out for me is Natalie's severe butch haircut. I'm sure that's another statement, but all it states for me is Angela Kinsey from The Office. And here's a clue, New York Times and
In other "woke" news, Lady Antebellum has changed their name to "Lady A". Firstly, I don't know how the two guys in the band feel about being referred to as ladies, but I guess they must be okay with it after all these years. Second, they might have wanted to conduct a Google search to find out if anyone else was using the moniker "Lady A". Sure enough there was, and she wants ten million dollars in compensation (a Google search, by the way, costs zero dollars). Now the band Lady
All I know about Lady
At least Lady
Oh, what a tangled web we weave....
So, essentially Lady
Thanks for your wokeness, ladies (and token males).
I prefer not to thrust my finger to the winds.