Ladies and gentlemen, this evening’s guest host for Travelin’ Music is certainly well-qualified for the task, given the tens of thousands of miles he travels each year drivin’ that heavily laden beer truck over the byways, highways and backroads of Georgia, all just to keep our whistles wetted. He is a pillar upon which Western Civilization has come to depend, such as it is. Even now, I suspect, he’s making delivery after delivery on a busy Friday afternoon, stocking up the stores and bars before high-tailing it back to the missus at Simpson’s Trailer Park for supper.
So to Redneck Convert, SAAAAAH-loot!:
Well, Mr. Bookman, I ain’t much for writing, but I’d be mighty pleased if you could devote a Friday night to the music of Merle Haggard. We all know old Merle’s a fine singer, but he’s also about the best beer salesman we got. And it ain’t just a matter of “Tonight the Bottle Let Me Down.” Count on it—when Merle shows up in Atlanta in August at that Conservatory or whatever fancy name they use, beer sales will shoot thru the roof. I’ll be busier than a one-armed paper hanger.
Anyhow, I don’t ask for much, and you know I don’t go out of my way to rile josef up. For some reason he takes offense when I even show up on your blog. I don’t call him names, but he sure tags me with one. But I’d be much obliged if you could play this Haggard song, which more or less says what alot of us Conservatives think about what’s going on today. This time, let’s play the music of someone’s that still alive:
– Jay Bookman