(part 1 of an ongoing series)
Truth be told, I don’t know much about the Old 97’s.
What I do know is that they play the only kind of country music that I care for.
You should know that the Old 97’s don’t play anything resembling the “new country” one sees while flipping past CMT. Instead, they’re the kind of band you would expect on stage at one of those redneck bars; the kind you see in movies, complete with chicken wire fence to protect the band from the beer bottles hurled in their direction. Continue reading