Friday, March 22

Back on the wagon again.

CMF! CMF! CMF! CMF! {< that was supposed to be read as a chant. Such as one might hear at a sporting event of sorts.}

Today's selection is brought to you by the place in my brain that is guilty of sometimes really loving redneck backwoods hicktown country music. The more twang, the better.

The First: Catch All the Fish - Brad Paisley

When I have a fervent country music hater in my car, I do three things:
1. Lock the doors and windows via my fun and powerful master buttons.
2. Blast this song.
3. Sing this song with as much twang and volume as I can muster.
So far I've made two people's ears bleed, caused four people to refuse to get back in my car, and I have successfully converted one blessed soul into a country music appreciator. So I think those are pretty good stats. Clearly my method is working, which is why I have no plans to change it.


The Second: Chattahoochee - Alan Jackson

Recently, a friend and I were walking and randomly started singing this lovely diddy. In the middle of the song, it hit me: Why in the world have I not yet included Chattahoochee in my Country Music Fridays??! So, here it is. I am truly sorry for this great oversight. I take full responsibility. I have no excuse for my behavior and I can only hope that my actions in the future are enough to demonstrate my positive intentions and remorse. Please enjoy this wonderful chanson by the one and only AJ.


The Third and Final: It's Friday - Dean Brody

Okay. So this song may have veered significantly away from my previous "redneck backwoods hicktown country" description, but it was on the radio this morning and I was reminded of how much I love it. I love how maritime-y it is {courtesy of Great Big Sea, no doubt} and how celebratory it is and how it's Friday today so hopefully some of his lyrics will ring true soon enough. Enjoy because It's Friday!

Thanks for listening!

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