I'm always criticizing Nashville Pop, picking on folks for overplaying the rural twang of the spoken word into lyrics. a) Can you imagine if the Beatles sang the way Ringo spoke? Yikes. b) Maybe producers feel you gotta twang up the words in (some of these) lyrics because, frankly, the content of the lyrics is so juvenile, so boring it makes me wanna crash my car into a tree. But enough of all that. I wanna offer an apology. I realize my slashing and bashing has got to be hurting some people I think are absolutely great. Like Jim Lauderdale, for instance. He's found a personal way to "countrify" the compositions he does, with Buddy Miller and others and I just wanna give my big seal of approval to all his work. If all of Nashville's offerings were of the calibre of Lauderdale and of Marty Stuart, I sure would be a happy guy.