Ricky Skaggs – Country Boy
The year is 1984. Country radio, often a bellwether of American cultural shifts, was vibrating with a complex energy. The…
The year is 1984. Country radio, often a bellwether of American cultural shifts, was vibrating with a complex energy. The…
The year is 1984. The landscape of country music, once defined by the grit of Bakersfield and the weeping steel…
The year is 1980. The embers of the disco inferno, fueled so brightly by the Bee Gees themselves, were cooling…
There are songs, and then there are cornerstones. Alan Jackson’s “Chasin’ That Neon Rainbow” is decidedly the latter, a declaration…
It is a sound that lives in the liminal spaces: the dim light of a late-night radio dial, the long,…
It’s 2 AM on an interstate somewhere between nowhere and the next gig. The truck radio is tuned low, a…
The year was 1992. Country radio felt like a battlefield of fresh-faced neo-traditionalists and the new crop of polished, pop-friendly…
The radio glowed a low, hypnotic orange against the pre-dawn blackness of the interstate. It was an hour when the…
The sound was a fire-engine red truck idling on a gravel road, waiting for a girl named Katie to climb…
The hum of the highway at two in the morning is a universal sound of lonesomeness. It is, perhaps, the…