"Mark it eight, dude"
I'm going to see Jimmie Dale Gilmore, and I got front row seats. Holla, y'all.
In case you don't know who Jimmie Dale Gilmore is, recall, if you will, Smokey from The Big Lebowski:
Bet you didn't know he was a country singer, huh? He writes songs from the gut that pull at the heart strings, with a gentle, but strong voice that rings out really nicely with a telecaster. Sometimes his songs make me cry, so I eat something that will make me fart, scratch my nuts and yell cat calls at female passerbys so I feel like a man again.
Anyway, JDG's the real deal. Not like that insipid, uber-santizied, Republican-friendly, shit-kickin', suburban cowboy-Tim McGraw-stadium-pop-bar-b-q sauce-bullshit that a lot of major labels call country.
In case you don't know who Jimmie Dale Gilmore is, recall, if you will, Smokey from The Big Lebowski:
Bet you didn't know he was a country singer, huh? He writes songs from the gut that pull at the heart strings, with a gentle, but strong voice that rings out really nicely with a telecaster. Sometimes his songs make me cry, so I eat something that will make me fart, scratch my nuts and yell cat calls at female passerbys so I feel like a man again.
Anyway, JDG's the real deal. Not like that insipid, uber-santizied, Republican-friendly, shit-kickin', suburban cowboy-Tim McGraw-stadium-pop-bar-b-q sauce-bullshit that a lot of major labels call country.