I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In the House, Put Here to Bleed (In Music We Trust)
Immediately, the combination of southern rock and anti-establishment politics seems contradictory. The hillbilly rhythms and big all-balls-no-brains guitars smack of good-ole-boy to me–a skinny dude who went to a high school filled with no-neck jocks who worked on acquiring dumber, more country accents. If you’re going to sound like a good-ole-boy then your raging against good-ole-boys isn’t going to go over well.
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