The last three letters in this post's title sum the whole bloody thing up. I was suspicious of this entire awards show going in, and it appears that my pre-suspicion was warranted.

A preface: I don't listen to a lot of country music, for whatever reason. I like Johnny Cash and Charlie Daniels, having seen the latter in concert a couple of times. Martina McBride, Lee Ann Womack, and Deana Carter fill the front ranks in the women, and there you have it. It helps that I grew up in the rural South and went to a lot of county fairs as a child. On the other hand, Gretchen Wilson's schtick tends to send me scrambling for the frequency knob on my car's radio.

With that being said, I may have taken myself out of any authoritative position to write this entry, but enh. If authoritative positions were a requisite for blog posting, then there'd be a lot less bloggin' goin' on. Take my words for what you will, but I will defiantly maintain that, having been to both of them, Nashville is not New York. (And thank God that it isn't!) I knew there was trouble when NASCAR seemed to care more about New York than North Wilkesboro (if you'll pardon the phraseology) but for the CMAs to be held in the capital of the culture that hates country music, well, er, fire off a few railroad torpedoes and have the red lanterns flapping.

To make this entry short, Aaron Keith Harris got an NRO Comment wherein he let the country music industry have it for their errant ways. The only thing I'd quibble with is his swipe at Martina McBride, but then again, the woman does seem to be fond of her ballads.¹

I didn't watch the whole thing, seeing as how I was preparing the post about the N&W's 500-car coal train and watching snippets of the Akron-Ohio game, but I did manage to catch some of the low points. I had to watch in disbelief for a few seconds to see that stupid Bon Jovi smiley face to really drive home that yes, Bon Jovi was performing at the CMAs. Great googly moogly! Jon, the er, "Blaze of Glory" was quite some time ago. In more ways than one.

While I'm at it, isn't the deliberate use of Dolly Parton and Elton John in a duet grounds for some sort of felony indictment? I mean, come on, folks...

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¹ She's good-looking enough to get away with it, too. Yee haw.

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