you can take the boy out of Kentucky
There is something about fall that makes me want to not be in the city. This year that feeling seems to be manifesting itself in an increased enjoyment of southern rock. Namely The Allman Brothers Band and The Black Keys. Hell I even listened to Lynyrd Skynyrd yesterday. Maybe it's in that old flannel my dad gave me, or maybe I miss my brown pheasant hat. Guess I'll just ride this out till it's done.