"[W]e instead have a standing deal that we often skip Christmas gifts, and instead just get each other presents at any time, if we should see something that seems like our spouse would love it."

Sounds more like he was whipping his dick out and showing it who's boss.

Same here, because I think the instinct will be to compare to tv numbers, but they don't have to succeed on tv terms and I want this new model to work.

Second, exploit free labor with the promise of ping pong.

He has a badge. People are fucking dumb.

@avclub-d0cf409eb912cc0cc950b41b6d892d07:disqus The appeal is zombie strategizing. There's nothing people on here love to do more than dissect the tactics of the group. It's more methodical because unlike most horror/sci fi monsters, zombies rarely get the jump on you, it's a numbers game. And what something like…

"There was a least one big-selling mainstream black country artist (Charley Pride)…"

Figured I'd saved the best for last. And I'm with you on Bulleit, though I'm more of a rye than bourbon guy.

Oh big ups on Ha Ha Tonka, I didn't think they were too well known. And see them live, they hit those harmonies flawlessly. Also, they used to be called Amsterband (God they are terrible at band names, but fantastic at everything else). No difference in sound, I think it was just copyright issues.

@avclub-dd03de08bfdff4d8ab01117276564cc7:disqus My favorite thing he's ever done is still that first EP which is way different than anything he's done since (and more folk than country).

Oh man Freakwater, nice, I'd almost forgot about them. I didn't realize Irwin went solo. She always reminded me much more of Lucinda Williams.

Justin Townes Earle is a great recommendation, and he plays a much cleaner, straight country than his father.

Sera Cahoone is so lovely; way low key so you have to be into the introspective singer-songwriter stuff, but I'd second the recommendation.

Seeing as you seem to like the sparse and soulful types:

Nice, Waylon always was anti-authoritarian to the core.

Drive-By Truckers are much closer to the genre than Wilco or Case, but if you like Tweedy, go with Uncle Tupelo. As far as "indie-country" goes, it all just gets labeled alt-country. No one knows what it means, No Depression magazine wrote it was essentially useless, and they built the fucking genre. But it's where…

I don't really care one way or another, but when Howard Stern is on the radio comparing the sight of your naked body to rape, to continue showing it is probably a little brave, no? Because having the entire country judge your body, let alone as harshly as many people have judged her's, is an objectively terrifying…

I didn't catch the No Smoking sign, outstanding.

Sam Seder has a very punchable voice for someone who's made it in talk radio.

Join the crowd that still hears Coach McGuirk or Ben Katz.