“Is that what the inside of a clown shoe looks like? Droopy and hollow?!?!?”
Droopy and hollow. How I feel when I listen to Zach Bryan. Like a clown, just faking it, trying to look happy, but deep inside, I’m just hollow, droopy, and tired…
Oh wait! No, that’s not quite it! My 22-year old daughter yelled that to me after I pulled my socks halfway off and I was “long-socking.” You know, you’re tired. It’s getting late, like 9 p.m. Music is playing, or a TV show is on that you want to finish, and your feet need to be freed from the shackles of their socks. But — and this is important!!!! — You don’t want your dog to steal your socks!
Long-socking. Halfway there. An epic sense of longing for something more, but a profound sense that you may not get there until you walk away.
There it is. Zach Bryan. All of it. Funny, not funny, and often sad.
Plastic Cigarette is inspires an epic list of gray day blues for when you are long-socking.
Zach is the Tom Waits of country music. Country folk, folk alternative, Americana. Whatever you call it, he makes great music, and his most recent release is fantastic.
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