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On point. The best songs are written behind a plow. Or the memory of a plow, a hammer, a shovel. The best music always has dirt all over it. Or rich guys rubbed in dirt. As for Keith, I guess Courtesy of the Red White and Blue is all you need to know. And that one line: We’ll put a boot in your ass, it’s the American way.

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R.I.P. Toby

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Apologies- the last comment was intended for another article I had up. I also very much enjoyed this, but being unfamiliar with country music haven't anything much to add! Thanks for your work.

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I enjoyed this very much. It was insightful and got my mind whirring on the problem you've described. I'm an ex-gamer, and cannot pretend that I don't often miss it as a more satisfying and romantic place than almost all of the places I traverse "IRL". Basically anywhere that is not family, friends or woodland compares badly to Dark Forces: Jedi Knight.

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