Despite ruining country music for myself, I keep trying to branch out and enjoy new songs within the genre. Ones my brain’s not yet marred by turning unassuming love songs into cannibalism campfire stories. But, unfortunately, creativity is a rapidly evolving autoimmune disorder. No sooner do I find something new and sweet and enjoyable like that song “Dirt” by that one group, and suddenly all I’m thinking about as I.. Read More