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Country music lends itself to ‘storytelling’ songs, and today I heard one that verged on sickly-sweet. In it a child asked daddy about heaven, and one line in particular stood out. It went something like:
Ick. I can’t help but think that rain-detail would be the heavenly equivalent of jury-duty.
Posted by Ted at September 3, 2003 08:15 PMYeah, that's a pretty vapid song. Good to see another country fan (?) in the 'sphere; being hated by everyone else, we can use all the people we can get. :)
Posted by: Tim the Michigander at September 5, 2003 04:06 PM