I'm from that generation, and I still don't get them. I didn't back then, and I don't now. I agree with the poster below — mediocrity is their calling card to music. What the hell was all the hype about anyway? Don't get it.
Our audience is like people who like licorice. Not everybody likes licorice, but the people who like licorice really like licorice.
lot's of negativity, my, my....i'll agree that Alanis is an aquired taste for a lot of people.....however, i like her more and more as time goes by; possibly because i write poetry/lyrics myself, and my style is similar to hers - the "stream of conciousness" thing...
There's a thread through this song that I didn't realize before. All of the places he mentions are on US Route 69. Uncle Slayton lives by Lake Eufala, which Rt. 69 crosses the middle of. Roscoe stops at the big McDonald's straddling the Will Rogers Turnpike, which is at the rest area just before the Big Cabin exit coming from St. Louis, which is the exit for Rt. 69. He hits someone with his truck in Muskogee, which is on Rt. 69. Rt. 69 goes by the east end of Lake Texoma, where Bob and Mae are from. They stop in Tushka to buy guns, which again is on Rt. 69. Ruth Ann and Lynn are from Baxter Springs, Kansas, which is on Rt. 69 in SE Kansas. Finally, Slayton drinks at Club 69, which is on Rt. 69 in Eufala
I've lived in Oklahoma for going on 40 years and have been to every one of these places more than once. LOVE this song. We go see McMurtry whenever he comes to town.
I agree with the poster below — mediocrity is their calling card to music. What the
hell was all the hype about anyway? Don't get it.
Our audience is like people who like licorice. Not everybody likes licorice, but the people who like licorice really like licorice.
~Jerry Garcia
Tom never looked so good.
dig.
I've lived in Oklahoma for going on 40 years and have been to every one of these places more than once. LOVE this song. We go see McMurtry whenever he comes to town.