If Junior’s voice got any deeper, your shoelaces would unravel. His playing has a twang that won’t quit, his guitar has two necks, while he has only one, and his songs reflect the irony and sweetness that’s possible in an age that refuses to grow up. 116 more words
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It’s Snarky Humour Day! In the tradition of Diana Rowland’s White Trash Zombie series, meet Eden Hudson and her new series The Redneck Apocalypse.
Free today on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, I couldn’t resist adding it to my “must read” pile! 257 more words
Honky-Tonk Haven: 50 years of the iconic Broke Spoke
By Donna Marie Miller
When James White opened the Broken Spoke in 1964, it represented the last stop for civilization 1 mile south of what then served as Austin city limits. 1,086 more words
As I typed the title for this blog post, it occurred to me that I have no idea why Mary Burton titled this book “Cover Your Eyes.” I’ve never really focused on cover art in judging a book either, but this cover is confusing and not really related to the story of honky-tonk Nashville being beset by a tire iron wielding murder thirty years ago and today. 232 more words