A little bit country

and surprisingly not all rock n roll.  Apparently that describes me although I wouldn't have thought so until today, brief Garth Brooks obsession notwithstanding.

I downloaded Darius Rucker's new album today b/c I'm a Hootie and the Blowfish fan from way back when my jeans were high-waisted by fashion dictate rather than necessity.  Hootie actually played in the University of Scranton's gym when I was in college and they were awesome.  That's not just the beer talking; they really rocked and blew Toad the Wet Sprocket, the headliner, right off the stage.  Cracked Rear View stands the test of time; I still listen to it regularly long after many other '90's favorites have faded from my memory.

I read that DR had crossed over to the Nashville scene which made me think, "BLECH" since following in the footsteps of Jessica Simpson in any way seems like a bad idea.  After the wacky Burger King commercial, though, I guess the poor guy didn't have a lot of options left so he headed to Nashville.  He's Southern so it's not that much of a stretch.  At any rate, I decided to give his new effort a chance since I've always loved his voice and the album was only $7.99 on iTunes.  Surprisingly, I really like the music even with it's country undertones.  DR's voice is mellow and relaxing (exactly what I need with a bad cold and two crabby kids) and the back-up band isn't too twangy, perhaps proving that country really isn't that country these days.