This Kat has gone country, ya’all.
Since Colin moved to Nashville
last July,
I’ve been riding Highway 59...SiriusLY.
(Not to be confused with riding Highway
95
which is definitely not as pleasant...SeriousLY)
which is definitely not as pleasant...SeriousLY)
I made the big change from
popKat to
countryKat
because I want to be able to “talk” country music with Colin.
Which means I should know the difference between
Jason Aldean and Jason Mraz,
Justin Timberlake and Justin Moore,
Miranda
Lambert and Adam Lambert.
I don't want to be a
dead beet mom
who just fell off a turnip truck...
(I think I just mixed my idioms and vegetables.)
So now I
Talk the Talk...
Walk the Walk...
and
Walk the Line.
I’m all in...
And ever since then,
I’ve been an
itchin’....to git my boots on,
sit shotgun with PaulA in a Ford 150 and
head
down to the lake with a cooler full of beer.
Yep. I’m fixin to do it...
right
after I finish this here sweet tea.
Git 'er done.
Anywhooo......
“I am with the band”...ya'all
the newly
signed country artist, Dustin Lynch...
and his band of talented musicians....
namely my favorite
bass player, Colin.
The new single release: "Cowboys and Angels"
The band of all things was on their way
from South Carolina to Foxboro , Mass. ..
and stopped in for a
beach visit
on their travel day between shows.
I was sooo happy to have them visit.
I
was looking forward to showing them some of that
southern hospitality up
north...
but I had a few worries...
And when I say worry..I
mean I WORRY.
(note the caps.)
(note the caps.)
Sometimes
I can put the "worry" in worrywart.
“Where will the driver
park the
45 feet long/13 feet tall tour bus?"
A rig bigger than my past 3 minivans end-to-end.
(Thank God
there was an end to those.)
And will he be able to get it through the small
neighborhood streets
under power lines, and branches?
no sweat..we're talking professional tour bus driver.
So with a little northern hospitality...
the country band found out that
we do things a little different in this here...
neck of the woods....
we do things a little different in this here...
neck of the woods....
Here we.....
eat chowda,
drink Sam Adams,
watch the Red Sox,
pahk the cah in
Hahvad yahd.
and.........
pahk the bus in Kat’s yahd.
Stay Country, ya’all.