Nothing, you say....well now
I know, I know, most of you dislike country music. You've repeated the aged joke about the country record being played backward. You've laughed at the "both kinds of music" crack in Blues Brothers. You'd rather listen to Bono or Sting than Alan Jackson or Brad Paisley. I understand.
But, what you should remember when yer flippin' around the channels is to stop on CMT or GAC or whatever channel is playing country vids to check out the stunning new video by the lovely corn-fed and hand-spanked Deana Carter.
It starts out with the lithe Carter buck nekkid, the camera behind her. She's on her cell phone (in fact the entire piece seems like the best cell phone commercial you've ever seen--not something I have a problem with) chatting with her boyfriend. She then slips on a pair of what look to be mens boxer/briefs--undies I aint yet tried, as I am a staunch segregationist when it comes to my skivvies. She struts around for a while, then dons a wife-beater.
The rest of the vid is her preening around in her bedroom smiling widely and telling her beau (who is on the way over) that’s there’s nothing she won’t do (nothing! she specifically says this) for him.
Now this would be great entertainment even if the song blew, but as a bonus it is a remarkably catchy piece of country-pop confection; vaguely Abba’s Take A Chance On Me-esque.
THIS is pop entertainment at it’s best. You’ve got a beautiful young woman, with a great, positive message of selflessness to her man, proudly displaying (but not sluttily) her God-given body and singing a well-crafted, hook-filled, try-not-to-hum-it-later ditty. That about covers what I want from this type of entertainment.
Again, is this “important” music? Thankfully no. Will the Village Voice tell us that it is “brave”, no. Will four earnest rockers get together to cover it at a Grammy ceremony some day? Let’s hope not.
Just let yourself enjoy...
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