Sorry folks, but I have been pretty hard on the country music industry lately and the writers supplying songs for it.
I shouldn’t write about this subject again but when we lunatics get something on our brains, it takes a lot to purge us of it.
But, I have been cured of my obsession.
Today, I heard a song on the radio by a singer from Australia who sounds like he was raised in Alabama (both places start and end with an “a”) and I need to apologize for implying that some country songs these days are somewhat hokey.
This one brought a tear to my eye. It is called, I Fell in Love in the Back of a Cop Car.
The reason I got all foggy over this one is I can relate. How many times have I fallen in love in the back of a cop car? More than a few. Sometimes with someone else who had been arrested, sometimes with the female arresting officer.
Any songwriter who can get a listener to feel his pain has hit a home run.
Now I will leave country music alone (no I won’t).
©2015 Jim Hagarty