Dude, who even knows.
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was already thinking about how rap was displacing rock as the base of pop
when I took an Uber out for the night and the witchy woman driver had on a mainstream-rowdy rap station on
I could tell from the way the station promo was these three figures, the wild man/the calm man/the woman bickering
but then in a live bit that went uncomfortably long the wild man apologized to the woman about something that went down on instagram live and said it was just how he was, this is all he has and when someone goes for that he puts up the wall and he should do better to be calm and listen in the future and he puts up the wall but he’s sorry and she accepted it on-air so that’s canon
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in the Uber on the way back was country
and I first heard Charlie Fairey/The Lacs’ “Backroads Life”
And I was like how wonderful, “hick-hop” country music that melds musical themes and narrative themes and the actual course of backwoods America into this tale of interracial bonding over gangsta poaching
but then I heard Aaron Lewis’ “Grandaddy’s Gun”, and I was like what this sounds like a 2006 parody of ‘Merican signifiers and wtf
not least cause it’s weirdly passive/aggressive and the protagonist is trying to bare his teeth like well I come from people who used guns
then was Moonshine Bandits’ “Moonshine on Me” which was like country crossed with Papa Roach again?
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