It never lasts long. Soon, I'll be back to Nine Inch Nails and Tom Waits and David Baerwald and more great music that scares the masses. But in the last few days, I have put some serious time into listening to some really great country music.
A few days ago, a friend gave me some CDs that he didn't want. One of the CDs was a Suzy Bogguss release from the 90s that I loved then and was happy to return to now. Driving home last night, I listened to it and just fell in love with her all over again. John Hiatt's Drive South sounded awesome as I drove southeast. And, topically, Lovin' A Hurricane sounded beautiful, if not a little ironic. (My thoughts are certainly with those who are dealing with the not so metaphoric hurricane Katrina.)
Then, thinking I've listened to my share of country music for the year, I read today's Tennessean and find a profile on new artists Hanna-McEuen. I pull them up on Rhapsody and am loving it. The profile references the sound of both Foster and Lloyd and Raul Malo of The Mavericks. I can't say I disagree. This is smart, clean country music with heart.
Too much more of this and someone is gonna have to take my Pearl Jam and Van Halen shirts from me.