Yesterday Lila put up an awesome cover.  This is good music.  When we discover good music, it so makes me smile.  Especially when we can share that good music with others.

Almost as good – and better in some ways – is when I’m faced with the worst of the worst music.  Now, don’t get me wrong.. I hold a great appreciation for those that share music with others.  And artists that put music out there for critique. And sometimes they are so far out of my wheelhouse that it amuses me.  I don’t hold my musical snobbery in such high esteem to think all my music choices are stellar to everyone else.  People like what they like.  And sometimes what I really don’t like I find hysterical.  With that caveat, I will fully admit to laughing, literally out loud (which is even better than LOL-ing) when this gem was shared with me.

Oh, Black Stone Cherry… where do I begin?  It is like the worst part of the late 80s hair bands time warped to Kentucky and spewed forth these guys in some strange hillbilly cabbage patch.  I should have guessed how bad I would find it based on the panned shots of the audience. The lyrics alone leave the song open for mockery.

Their styling is much like a really bad redneck kind of “classic rock” (or the soft porn version of heavy metal”.  Like Warrant. Dare to compare…

Warrant’s chorus for Cherry Pie: