The only thing country music has to recommend it, really, is the trainwrecks of lives it uses both as source material and delivery system.
Here is drama queen Faith Hill at the Country Music Awards, running through her rehearsed bashful aw-shucksing and triumphant grinning, only to realize a split-second later that the announcers had, in fact, called Carrie Underwood‘s name.
Can you lip-read, boys and girls? I knew you could.
raincoaster 
Hmmm–strangely familiar …
What, did you lose a Country Music award too?
Not the face–the video. Saw it on another blog today … can’t recall where.
Of course–she kinda looks like you, if you scrunch your eyes a little …
There’s a song here someplace for sure, though.
Oh. You’re saying you posted it? It turns out so did Gawker, Fark, and, it seems, every other website I run across today. Great video, though.
I haven’t checked your blog since five in the morning; I thought your fancy new stat counter would have told you that.
Unlike some people, I have this thing I keep in meatspace called a “life”? I find it helps me keep things real. Unfortunately it prevents me from checking the counter every ten minutes; or worse heresy much caring what it says.
Riiiiight, which is why you’re so touchy about other people’s blog posts. Look out the window! OMG! A squirrel!!!
Who ya gonna call?
For a squirrel? Someone in your neighbourhood–I’m told they make a fine pie, along with the pigeons.
And who’s touchy? I just meant that the Faith Hill Freakout is all over the internet, is all.
Don’t be so defensive–there’s really no need.
Yes, it is all over the internet. But it’s nowhere near as interesting as the Britney sex tape, although I cannot actually post that here. I certainly can link to it, though.
Hasn’t everyone done this at some point in their life? Granted I was about 14 and there were no cameras. Nice to hear that Carrie won (her current single has a wicked edge to it).
I must admit, I’m impressed. I can now get my country news here. So maybe there is some hope for you yet. ;)
Not.
A.
Chance.
What kills me about this is how obviously rehearsed the whole “bashful” thing was. I mean, she did it well, it was perfect for the camera, but then there was this moment when Glinda the Good Witch turned into the Wicked Witch of the West. It was glorious! A moment worthy of Aaron Spelling’s production values, casting Morgan Fairchild in the role of the spurned country queen and newcomer Heather Locklear as Carrie Underwood.
I’m glad you’re not slipping to the country music dark side. It’s nice to know that despite the enormous popularity and staggering hit potential of roughly 100 million fans you refuse to whore for those stats. It’s certainly nice to know you do in fact have limits.
For myself, I’ve never been able to connect in a deep and soulful way with country music. Perhaps it’s because I’ve never actually been in love with a cow.
But I’d watch the movie–‘specially if there was a chance Morgan and Heather would dress up in Daisy Dukes and wrassle!
No, this is far more glam; they’d pull each other’s shoulder pads and sequined fringe, and there would be much Champagne-throwing.
Favorite quote from Looney Tunes: Back in Action. Heather Locklear changing (“this country-diva thing’s just a side gig”) from mesh stockings, cowboy boots (with glittery fringe), and spangly leotard-thingy (also with glittery fringe) into a shiny Emma-esque spy suit, complete with enormous space gun.
Daffy Duck whistles (wetly, natch) and says:
“How many galoshes died to make that little number?”
It’s a quote I remember fondly at weddings. Not that I get to use it at weddings, much. But that’s where I remember it fondly.
I dunno. The kinds of weddings you’re invited to…
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