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I can’t get to sleep,
I think about the implications.
Of diving in too deep,
And possibly the complications.

Listened to VGS a bunch when I used to vert skate.

Awesome ska band

LR’s first single and likely his most popular song.

I sing em real pretty, I sing em real sad.
All the people in the crowd say ‘he ain’t half bad’.
They call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain.
If you want it, you can have the crown.

Sturgill features pretty heavily on my playlist. I think he ‘retired’ of sorts. He says he intended to put out five albums, following a sort of path. Ballad of Juanita and Dood was number five. I think he is now putting out record under the name ‘Johnny Blueskies’, if anyone is a Sturgil fan.

The Master of Space and Time, folks.

My mom played some LR for me when I was little, I’ve been a fan of his for probably 35 years or more. Absolute piano master, and a voice like nobody else. Elton John’s favorite musician, and Jackson Browne’s favorite song.

Just give me money.

1979 cover of Barrett Strongs hit song.

This song is from 1995-98. The song borrowed a horn sample from a 1930s song called My Woman, by a band called Lew Stone and the Monseigneur Band. Apparently a new-ish Dua Lipa song sounds similar but I dunno which song, I don’t think I know what Dua Lipa sounds like.

Apologies for the bands name, it can come across as a bit off putting I reckon.

I hate myself and it’s all your fault.
I hate myself and I oughta not,
I hate myself it’s so sad but true,
Cuz I hate myself while I should be hating you.

The song is sung by Bobby Bare Jr, who is the son of Bobby Bare Sr, the country music star. It’s written by Shel Silverstein, a couple years before he passed away. Silverstein was a pretty prolific writer with something like 800 songs registered with BMI. Silverstein wrote songs that dozens of artists covered and made hits, along with Bare Jr’s father, who recorded a whole album of Silverstein’s songs.

John Prine’s barroom karaoke duet standard, covered by Viagra Boys, and Amyl & The Sniffers’ lead singer Amy Taylor.

Getting high in the morning.
Buying things off the internet.
Sports.

I ain’t no Colonel of the Commonwealth for nothin,
This black string tie ain’t hangin here just for looks.

All or nothing. More or less.
Insult me ruthlessly.
Oh, you’re the best.
When you blew me off, it turned me on.

Some mid-late 90s flannel music.