Attention smonsterbite, <user site="livejournal.com" use

[e_juliana]

Did you know about search for the last of the hard-core troubadours?

You may be interested in particular in the entry of May 26 -

If you’re not Canadian, there’s a good chance you’ve never heard of Corb Lund, which is sad for your sorry ass.

Corb Lund is another gateway drug country band that a lot of non-country-listening friends of mine like in spite of themselves. I think that’s probably because, being Canadian, he doesn’t twang. He also, unlike a lot of non-Southerners (looking at you, Keith Urban), doesn’t put on a fake accent when he sings.

And also possibly the entry from May 25 -

Choice bit:

Kane really consists of two guys, Steve Carlson (a one man band jack of all trades from California) and Christian Kane (singer and guitar player from Oklahoma) — and a slew of hard-working musicians whose names we don’t know. They have gigged around for years, and have what some people would call a “cult following” (and other people would get a restraining order over). Steve has two solo albums that are more adult contemporary than country, and Christian is also an actor. Those are their day jobs — nights they drink Bud longnecks and Jack and play some damned catchy music.

Also:

“The House Rules” — Please, for the love of apple pie and your mama, get your ass over to their MySpace page and listen to this song. Then come back. [Yeah, listen to it all a couple times, we’ll wait. – Cricket]

You back? You’re converted, right? Now that you joined the ranks of the Kane wackjob army, your secret password is “Rule Number Seven”. Say it randomly and you will find your fellow fans in the most unlikely places — law offices, hospitals, army barracks, mental wards — okay, the last one is totally expected.

This girls are made of AWESOME.


(Dammit, I need a country music icon now. DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!!!!!)

(Someone wanna make it for me?)

Comments

[charlotte-buff.livejournal.com]

From the May 25th entry: Even if it’s all made up, it endears him to us all on a level akin to puppies or someone buying a round of Jack and coke.

Too funny. And I need to stop listening to The House Rules. I probably shouldn't have sent the link to my work email...

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

The version of "Mary Can You Come Outside" on their MySpace profile is AWESOME.