ZAC BROWN BAND WON "ARTIST OF THE YEAR" I think
TAYLOR SWIFT SINGLE, SONG, AND ALBUM or whatever((SHE ALMOST WON THE NIGHT))
JENNIFER NETTLES ((love her!!))performed with JOHN BON JOVI AND BON JOVI((RITCHIE SAMBORA)).
LADY ANTEBELLUM PERFORMED and they won some award??!!--group//band mb. WAS IT THEM THAT GOT ARTIST OF THE YEAR?? HMMMMMMMMMM............................. I'M SLEEPY!!
Oh yeah, KEITH URBAN((HE won too-male voc, mab or instrumental, I forget)) n MIRANDA LAMBERT gave them their award.
CARRIE UNDERWOOD n RANDY TRAVIS won for COLLABORATION.
LORETTA LYNN LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD.
Hey, RASCAL FLATTS are gonna be on CSI next week. What??!!---playing ((EXCUSE ME!!))--retarded people solving a crime or getting killed??!!.... Remember y'all I'm sleepy!!
GOOD NIGHT!!
I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOYED THE GRAMMYS!!
Yes, I saw the rainforest tribute for MICHAEL JACKSON--CARRIE UNDERWOOD sang.
Plus, did y'all ee PINK's performance((that was beautifully--fascinating to me!!))
Plus, today we bought FOUR CHRISTMASES @MOVIE GALLERY.
Okay, I gotta got to bed now!!
Love,
Crystal
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
PLATINUM PROFILE: WILLIE NELSON
Willie Nelson, man of the road, pays a call at the White House
The White House has never seen any thing to beat it. Where the powerful and the privileged usually dine, a buffet is laid on for members of the National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing. Where Casals once played, the entertain ment is a sort of tribal rite in which the guests whoop it up to a Texas honky-tonk beat. The placid evening air is pierced by a singer's plangent cry:
Whiskey River, don 't run dry,
You're all I've got—take care of
me...
Nor has an apparition like the singer himself been glimpsed around the White House lately—without being arrested on sight, that is. Bearded, sporting jeans and sneakers, with a bandanna tying back his shoulder-length red-brown hair and an earring dangling from his left ear, he comes on like some improbable blend of Celtic bard and Hell's Angel, with a smile straight out of Huckleberry Finn.
It is Jimmy Carter's kind of evening. The stock-car crowd is there because Ole Country Boy Carter is devoted to racing tracks the way his predecessors were to putting greens or yachting water. And the singer? Another Carter favorite: high-riding, low-living Willie Nelson, 45, country music's reigning "redneck rocker."
White House dinners are pretty high off the hog for Willie, who not too long ago was being written off by the country music establishment as an "outlaw"—a renegade, a troublemaker who wrote interesting songs but would never fuse his raw performing talents. Then six years ago, Willie bucked the system by leaving Nashville for Austin, Texas, where he took charge of a movement that made outlaw a term of defiant pride. Along with such congenial spirits as Waylon Jennings, Billy Joe Shaver and Jerry Jeff Walker, he fashioned a spare, linear style with a heavy rock beat that reached an audience far broader than the country faithful, mainly by appealing to long-haired rock fans.
The Austin sound—redneck rock or progressive country—began crossing over from country to pop charts and racking up sales once scarcely dreamed of in the country field. In the past two years, three such albums have gone platinum, in trade parlance (i.e., sold 1 million copies): an anthology of progressive stars titled The Outlaws, the duo album Waylon & Willie and Willie's own Red Headed Stranger. Willie's latest, Stardust, is currently one of the nation's hottest-selling country LPs, even though it consists entirely of Tin Pan Alley standards.
Progressive he may be, but Willie remains true to the bedrock traditions of folk, blues, jazz and country. His unusually sophisticated phrasing—now lagging behind the beat, now scooting ahead of it. twisting and rolling the melody like a champion lariat twirler—owes something to Frank Sinatra, one of his favorite singers. But his high, slightly nasal baritone retains an austere lyricism that goes back to Appalachian hills and hollows and beyond. Where much of commercial country music has only a catch in its throat, Willie's has a touch of iron in its soul.
His themes are mostly the Nashville perennials of hootch, heartbreak and hallelujah. But his best songs—chronicles of a tough, sensitive drifter—have a gritty conviction that comes from being unsparingly autobiographical. As Willie says, they are "songs that had to come out." The deep lines around Willie's surprisingly gentle brown eyes bear witness to a lot of hard days and even harder nights, and he sings about them with sentiment but no sentimentality, with pain but no self-pity. He celebrates their brief, boisterous pleasures, as in I Gotta Get Drunk:
I'll start to spend my money,
Callin 'everybody honey,
And wind up singin' the blues.
He bemoans their frequent emptiness, as in Opportunity to Cry:
I think I'll go home now
And feed my nightmares
He voices the exhilaration and melancholy of ceaselessly moving on, as in Bloody Mary Morning:
Baby left me without warnin'
Sometime in the night,
So I'm flyin 'down to Houston
With forgetting her the nature of
my flight.
When Willie moved on from Nashville, his decision to settle in Austin was no accident. Texas to him meant his native heritage, his own people, his starting place. To paraphrase a classic country hymn that Willie favors, the circle was unbroken.
The circle began in the dusty hamlet of Abbott, Texas, where Willie and his sister Bobbie, now the pianist in his band, were raised by gospel-singing grandparents; their parents had drifted off in opposite directions shortly after Willie was born. Willie was five when he got a guitar and a few rudimentary lessons from his grandfather, a blacksmith who had taken mail-order music courses. Soon Willie was pressing his ear against an old wooden Philco radio to hear Grand Ole Opry. At 13 he formed his own band—with his father, then living in a town 40 miles away, on fiddle. He left high school at 16, was mustered out of the Air Force after eight months because of back problems, and quickly married a Waco carhop named Martha Matthews.
Then came a sequence of "whiles"—a while as a door-to-door encyclopedia and Bible salesman, a while as a plumber's helper in Oregon, a while as a disc jockey in Fort Worth, and so on. Willie was forever setting off for new destinations with everything he could call his own loaded into his 1946 Ford: Martha, the three kids they soon had, some furniture and an "Oklahoma credit card" (a length of hose for siphoning gas from roadside tanks). A few years of this and Martha began heading for a destination of her own: divorce court. "I tried being like other people," Willie says. "I tried to work and come home and watch TV. That just wasn't me."
Wherever he wandered, Willie sang and played guitar in local honky-tonks, at times performing behind a chicken-wire screen set up to protect musicians from flying beer bottles. Out of this harsh apprenticeship came one of his earliest and best songs, a neon-lit lament called Night Life:
The night life ain 't no good life,
But it's my life.
In 1961 Willie sold copyrights to Night Life and one other song for a paltry $150 to finance a move to Nashville. There he quickly made it as a songwriter, but for other singers. Crazy rose high on the charts when Patsy Cline recorded it. So did Funny How Time Slips Away as recorded by Jimmy Elledge, Hello Walls by Faron Young, and dozens of others. It seemed Willie could write a hit for anybody but himself. His own recordings went nowhere, perhaps because they were not truly his own. Producers decreed that he should be backed by slick studio musicians and often swathed in saccharine strings. What came out was the Nashville sound, not the Willie Nelson sound. "I was trying to sell a new style of singer," Willie recalls. "They didn't have a category to put me in."
The category they settled on was outlaw, and Willie and other road-hardened individualists like Waylon Jennings earned it in ways that went beyond unorthodox musicianship. They disdained the studded and rhinestoned outfits of Nashville stars for scruffy clothes. They ducked the record-company celebrity mills for a life of carousing and missed appointments. Willie also met and married a red-haired country singer named Shirley Collie. Though the marriage was to last ten years, it was nowhere near as harmonious as the records they occasionally cut together. Once when Willie came home drunk, Shirley, who knew a little kung fu, pushed him through a glass-paneled door.
Strange to say, Willie's luck improved when his Nashville house burned down in 1972. After plunging through the flames to retrieve his stash of marijuana, he headed again for Texas. There, says Merle Haggard, an admiring colleague, "Willie took his own band and a case of beer and sat down to try to create things." He did so by following his usual rules—that is, none. "Nothing works every time," Willie says. "Everything has to stand on its own. I don't try to limit my thoughts in music. Everything I do is by feel."
Among other things, Willie saw a chance to "create my own market" by bringing together Austin's country audience with the rock devotees and college crowd on its fringes. While his post-Nashville LPs began building a national following, he consolidated his local reputation by promoting a series of July 4th outdoor concerts featuring friends like Leon Russell and Kris Kristofferson—and, not incidentally, himself. "When I was in the encyclopedia business," Willie explains, "I learned that whatever you want to sell, first you've got to sell yourself."
Despite the underlying unity of the progressive country style that burgeoned beneath Willie's—and Austin's—banner, its exponents were diverse and farflung. Some were identified with the city's rowdy club scene, like the hard-drinking Jerry Jeff Walker, whose life-style could qualify for federal disaster relief. Others, like Michael Murphey, started in Austin but moved on to other locales. Now living in Evergreen, Colo., Murphey has a cooler sound than many of the progressives and writes lyrics about themes like urban sprawl and the advent of fast-food chains where the Cavalry once rode. Still others, like Waylon Jennings, the only member of the movement to share superstar status with Willie, never lived in Austin at all. Jennings comes by his affinity through his outlaw tendencies and through his capacity to make honest and appealing music, as Willie does, out of all his disorder and early sorrow.
Today Willie has become not only an Austin but a Texas institution. He has performed with the Dallas Symphony and golfed with the then Texas Longhorns Coach Darrell Royal. Around the state he sees T shirts reading MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE AND WILLIE. He hears his name lightly mentioned for Governor. His father and stepmother—universally known as Mom and Pop Nelson—bask in the legend. Together they run Willie's Pool Hall in Austin, and Pop fronts a country band. Nowadays Mom and Pop also occupy Willie's $300,000 ranch house outside town. Willie's third wife, Connie, 34, a former Houston lab technician, got tired of the way fans treated the house as a combination crash pad and national shrine. So last year she and Willie retreated to a three-story Swiss chalet in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies.
Counting their Malibu Beach place, the Nelsons now have three residences, but Willie's true home is still the road. He travels 250 days a year, crisscrossing the country from bastions of the Bible Belt to glittering emporiums like Las Vegas' Golden Nugget, with forays to outposts like New Jersey's Meadowlands stadium, across the Hudson River from Manhattan, where he recently played before a youthful crowd of 62,000 (most of them fans of the headline act the Grateful Dead). He carries with him his "family" of 25 musicians, technicians and hangers-on, who use nicknames among themselves like "T. Snake," "The Beast" and "Fast Eddie." Some of their escapades are memorialized in Willie's song about his longtime drummer, aide and confidant, Paul ("The Devil") English, 45, who packs a .38 special on the bandstand:
... Almost busted in Laredo
But for reasons that I'd rather not
disclose...
We received our education
In the cities of the nation,
Me and Paul.
Besides drinking "a lot of whisky," Willie has been through many drug scenes, including pills, acid, mescaline and cocaine (which he didn't like). He is now a confirmed marijuana smoker. When he goes too long between tokes he says he gets "hyper." His famous quick temper begins to flare at insistently ringing phones (he rips them out of the wall), officious security guards or—a special vexation—closed doors. "I can't tell you how many doors he has kicked down," laughs Connie. "Sometimes he even has the key in his pocket."
Yet Willie is a roughneck with a poet's soul. When his dander isn't up he is courteous and softspoken, with some of the grave self-possession of the country man. His favorite reading is Kahlil Gibran and Edgar Cayce. Sitting around hotel rooms, he muses often on the theory of reincarnation and on karma as a sort of Newton's Third Law of the spirit ("Whatever goes around, comes around"). Willie is "irresistible to women," says a female member of his entourage, "because he's so sensitive along with being so masculine—like Shane." Willie acknowledges that people find his calm or silent phases "mysterious." He pauses and smiles. " 'Course they don't know I'm completely ripped."
Willie also seeks detachment from the pressures of performing by jogging almost daily. Motion is the primary law of life for him. He writes most of his songs on the run, scribbling them on cardboard boxes, napkins, the backs of airline tickets. Best of all, he likes to compose them in his head while roaring down a highway in a car. Four years ago, he and Connie sketched out the whole of his Red Headed Stranger LP during an all-night drive from Colorado to Texas, fitting new songs side by side with traditional tunes and country standards to form a unified narrative of love and death, sin and redemption.
In my mind," says Willie, "I was seeling a movie unfold." Sure enough, Universal Pictures is interested in making a film based on the album. Willie has formed a production company to handle the deal. A canny businessman beneath his roistering exterior, he usually produces his own albums, has several real estate holdings in Texas and is majority owner of a record label and publishing company.
All of which has made Willie a millionaire on paper. He could afford to ease off before risking a fall from the charts, to quit the road and spend more time with his family (he and Connie have daughters, ages 8 and 5, scarcely older than the four grandchildren that stem from his first marriage). But Willie knows the touring will never end. First and last he is a honky-tonk troubadour. To see him on a bandstand is to see a man truly in his element. He is hunched over his battered Martin acoustic guitar, nodding and smiling as the applause of recognition washes over the opening bars of each number; singing to a shouted obbligato of "You said it, Willie! Sing it!"; swigging a beer between phrases or cheerfully knocking back the shots of booze passed up to him from the audience; remaining unperturbed even when a burly fan in sheer exuberance hurls a table onto the bandstand—bottles, glasses and all.
People are sayin'. . .
That I'm livin 'too fast
And they say I can't last for much
longer...
To such people, and to the vagaries of age, fame and hard living, Willie's hellbent answer is Pick Up the Tempo:
Little they know
That the beat ought to go
Just a little faster;
So pick up the tempo just a little
And take it on home.
from TIME magazine. com or whatever...
Crystal's PLATINUM PROFILE entry this week.
The White House has never seen any thing to beat it. Where the powerful and the privileged usually dine, a buffet is laid on for members of the National Association for Stock Car Auto Racing. Where Casals once played, the entertain ment is a sort of tribal rite in which the guests whoop it up to a Texas honky-tonk beat. The placid evening air is pierced by a singer's plangent cry:
Whiskey River, don 't run dry,
You're all I've got—take care of
me...
Nor has an apparition like the singer himself been glimpsed around the White House lately—without being arrested on sight, that is. Bearded, sporting jeans and sneakers, with a bandanna tying back his shoulder-length red-brown hair and an earring dangling from his left ear, he comes on like some improbable blend of Celtic bard and Hell's Angel, with a smile straight out of Huckleberry Finn.
It is Jimmy Carter's kind of evening. The stock-car crowd is there because Ole Country Boy Carter is devoted to racing tracks the way his predecessors were to putting greens or yachting water. And the singer? Another Carter favorite: high-riding, low-living Willie Nelson, 45, country music's reigning "redneck rocker."
White House dinners are pretty high off the hog for Willie, who not too long ago was being written off by the country music establishment as an "outlaw"—a renegade, a troublemaker who wrote interesting songs but would never fuse his raw performing talents. Then six years ago, Willie bucked the system by leaving Nashville for Austin, Texas, where he took charge of a movement that made outlaw a term of defiant pride. Along with such congenial spirits as Waylon Jennings, Billy Joe Shaver and Jerry Jeff Walker, he fashioned a spare, linear style with a heavy rock beat that reached an audience far broader than the country faithful, mainly by appealing to long-haired rock fans.
The Austin sound—redneck rock or progressive country—began crossing over from country to pop charts and racking up sales once scarcely dreamed of in the country field. In the past two years, three such albums have gone platinum, in trade parlance (i.e., sold 1 million copies): an anthology of progressive stars titled The Outlaws, the duo album Waylon & Willie and Willie's own Red Headed Stranger. Willie's latest, Stardust, is currently one of the nation's hottest-selling country LPs, even though it consists entirely of Tin Pan Alley standards.
Progressive he may be, but Willie remains true to the bedrock traditions of folk, blues, jazz and country. His unusually sophisticated phrasing—now lagging behind the beat, now scooting ahead of it. twisting and rolling the melody like a champion lariat twirler—owes something to Frank Sinatra, one of his favorite singers. But his high, slightly nasal baritone retains an austere lyricism that goes back to Appalachian hills and hollows and beyond. Where much of commercial country music has only a catch in its throat, Willie's has a touch of iron in its soul.
His themes are mostly the Nashville perennials of hootch, heartbreak and hallelujah. But his best songs—chronicles of a tough, sensitive drifter—have a gritty conviction that comes from being unsparingly autobiographical. As Willie says, they are "songs that had to come out." The deep lines around Willie's surprisingly gentle brown eyes bear witness to a lot of hard days and even harder nights, and he sings about them with sentiment but no sentimentality, with pain but no self-pity. He celebrates their brief, boisterous pleasures, as in I Gotta Get Drunk:
I'll start to spend my money,
Callin 'everybody honey,
And wind up singin' the blues.
He bemoans their frequent emptiness, as in Opportunity to Cry:
I think I'll go home now
And feed my nightmares
He voices the exhilaration and melancholy of ceaselessly moving on, as in Bloody Mary Morning:
Baby left me without warnin'
Sometime in the night,
So I'm flyin 'down to Houston
With forgetting her the nature of
my flight.
When Willie moved on from Nashville, his decision to settle in Austin was no accident. Texas to him meant his native heritage, his own people, his starting place. To paraphrase a classic country hymn that Willie favors, the circle was unbroken.
The circle began in the dusty hamlet of Abbott, Texas, where Willie and his sister Bobbie, now the pianist in his band, were raised by gospel-singing grandparents; their parents had drifted off in opposite directions shortly after Willie was born. Willie was five when he got a guitar and a few rudimentary lessons from his grandfather, a blacksmith who had taken mail-order music courses. Soon Willie was pressing his ear against an old wooden Philco radio to hear Grand Ole Opry. At 13 he formed his own band—with his father, then living in a town 40 miles away, on fiddle. He left high school at 16, was mustered out of the Air Force after eight months because of back problems, and quickly married a Waco carhop named Martha Matthews.
Then came a sequence of "whiles"—a while as a door-to-door encyclopedia and Bible salesman, a while as a plumber's helper in Oregon, a while as a disc jockey in Fort Worth, and so on. Willie was forever setting off for new destinations with everything he could call his own loaded into his 1946 Ford: Martha, the three kids they soon had, some furniture and an "Oklahoma credit card" (a length of hose for siphoning gas from roadside tanks). A few years of this and Martha began heading for a destination of her own: divorce court. "I tried being like other people," Willie says. "I tried to work and come home and watch TV. That just wasn't me."
Wherever he wandered, Willie sang and played guitar in local honky-tonks, at times performing behind a chicken-wire screen set up to protect musicians from flying beer bottles. Out of this harsh apprenticeship came one of his earliest and best songs, a neon-lit lament called Night Life:
The night life ain 't no good life,
But it's my life.
In 1961 Willie sold copyrights to Night Life and one other song for a paltry $150 to finance a move to Nashville. There he quickly made it as a songwriter, but for other singers. Crazy rose high on the charts when Patsy Cline recorded it. So did Funny How Time Slips Away as recorded by Jimmy Elledge, Hello Walls by Faron Young, and dozens of others. It seemed Willie could write a hit for anybody but himself. His own recordings went nowhere, perhaps because they were not truly his own. Producers decreed that he should be backed by slick studio musicians and often swathed in saccharine strings. What came out was the Nashville sound, not the Willie Nelson sound. "I was trying to sell a new style of singer," Willie recalls. "They didn't have a category to put me in."
The category they settled on was outlaw, and Willie and other road-hardened individualists like Waylon Jennings earned it in ways that went beyond unorthodox musicianship. They disdained the studded and rhinestoned outfits of Nashville stars for scruffy clothes. They ducked the record-company celebrity mills for a life of carousing and missed appointments. Willie also met and married a red-haired country singer named Shirley Collie. Though the marriage was to last ten years, it was nowhere near as harmonious as the records they occasionally cut together. Once when Willie came home drunk, Shirley, who knew a little kung fu, pushed him through a glass-paneled door.
Strange to say, Willie's luck improved when his Nashville house burned down in 1972. After plunging through the flames to retrieve his stash of marijuana, he headed again for Texas. There, says Merle Haggard, an admiring colleague, "Willie took his own band and a case of beer and sat down to try to create things." He did so by following his usual rules—that is, none. "Nothing works every time," Willie says. "Everything has to stand on its own. I don't try to limit my thoughts in music. Everything I do is by feel."
Among other things, Willie saw a chance to "create my own market" by bringing together Austin's country audience with the rock devotees and college crowd on its fringes. While his post-Nashville LPs began building a national following, he consolidated his local reputation by promoting a series of July 4th outdoor concerts featuring friends like Leon Russell and Kris Kristofferson—and, not incidentally, himself. "When I was in the encyclopedia business," Willie explains, "I learned that whatever you want to sell, first you've got to sell yourself."
Despite the underlying unity of the progressive country style that burgeoned beneath Willie's—and Austin's—banner, its exponents were diverse and farflung. Some were identified with the city's rowdy club scene, like the hard-drinking Jerry Jeff Walker, whose life-style could qualify for federal disaster relief. Others, like Michael Murphey, started in Austin but moved on to other locales. Now living in Evergreen, Colo., Murphey has a cooler sound than many of the progressives and writes lyrics about themes like urban sprawl and the advent of fast-food chains where the Cavalry once rode. Still others, like Waylon Jennings, the only member of the movement to share superstar status with Willie, never lived in Austin at all. Jennings comes by his affinity through his outlaw tendencies and through his capacity to make honest and appealing music, as Willie does, out of all his disorder and early sorrow.
Today Willie has become not only an Austin but a Texas institution. He has performed with the Dallas Symphony and golfed with the then Texas Longhorns Coach Darrell Royal. Around the state he sees T shirts reading MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE AND WILLIE. He hears his name lightly mentioned for Governor. His father and stepmother—universally known as Mom and Pop Nelson—bask in the legend. Together they run Willie's Pool Hall in Austin, and Pop fronts a country band. Nowadays Mom and Pop also occupy Willie's $300,000 ranch house outside town. Willie's third wife, Connie, 34, a former Houston lab technician, got tired of the way fans treated the house as a combination crash pad and national shrine. So last year she and Willie retreated to a three-story Swiss chalet in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies.
Counting their Malibu Beach place, the Nelsons now have three residences, but Willie's true home is still the road. He travels 250 days a year, crisscrossing the country from bastions of the Bible Belt to glittering emporiums like Las Vegas' Golden Nugget, with forays to outposts like New Jersey's Meadowlands stadium, across the Hudson River from Manhattan, where he recently played before a youthful crowd of 62,000 (most of them fans of the headline act the Grateful Dead). He carries with him his "family" of 25 musicians, technicians and hangers-on, who use nicknames among themselves like "T. Snake," "The Beast" and "Fast Eddie." Some of their escapades are memorialized in Willie's song about his longtime drummer, aide and confidant, Paul ("The Devil") English, 45, who packs a .38 special on the bandstand:
... Almost busted in Laredo
But for reasons that I'd rather not
disclose...
We received our education
In the cities of the nation,
Me and Paul.
Besides drinking "a lot of whisky," Willie has been through many drug scenes, including pills, acid, mescaline and cocaine (which he didn't like). He is now a confirmed marijuana smoker. When he goes too long between tokes he says he gets "hyper." His famous quick temper begins to flare at insistently ringing phones (he rips them out of the wall), officious security guards or—a special vexation—closed doors. "I can't tell you how many doors he has kicked down," laughs Connie. "Sometimes he even has the key in his pocket."
Yet Willie is a roughneck with a poet's soul. When his dander isn't up he is courteous and softspoken, with some of the grave self-possession of the country man. His favorite reading is Kahlil Gibran and Edgar Cayce. Sitting around hotel rooms, he muses often on the theory of reincarnation and on karma as a sort of Newton's Third Law of the spirit ("Whatever goes around, comes around"). Willie is "irresistible to women," says a female member of his entourage, "because he's so sensitive along with being so masculine—like Shane." Willie acknowledges that people find his calm or silent phases "mysterious." He pauses and smiles. " 'Course they don't know I'm completely ripped."
Willie also seeks detachment from the pressures of performing by jogging almost daily. Motion is the primary law of life for him. He writes most of his songs on the run, scribbling them on cardboard boxes, napkins, the backs of airline tickets. Best of all, he likes to compose them in his head while roaring down a highway in a car. Four years ago, he and Connie sketched out the whole of his Red Headed Stranger LP during an all-night drive from Colorado to Texas, fitting new songs side by side with traditional tunes and country standards to form a unified narrative of love and death, sin and redemption.
In my mind," says Willie, "I was seeling a movie unfold." Sure enough, Universal Pictures is interested in making a film based on the album. Willie has formed a production company to handle the deal. A canny businessman beneath his roistering exterior, he usually produces his own albums, has several real estate holdings in Texas and is majority owner of a record label and publishing company.
All of which has made Willie a millionaire on paper. He could afford to ease off before risking a fall from the charts, to quit the road and spend more time with his family (he and Connie have daughters, ages 8 and 5, scarcely older than the four grandchildren that stem from his first marriage). But Willie knows the touring will never end. First and last he is a honky-tonk troubadour. To see him on a bandstand is to see a man truly in his element. He is hunched over his battered Martin acoustic guitar, nodding and smiling as the applause of recognition washes over the opening bars of each number; singing to a shouted obbligato of "You said it, Willie! Sing it!"; swigging a beer between phrases or cheerfully knocking back the shots of booze passed up to him from the audience; remaining unperturbed even when a burly fan in sheer exuberance hurls a table onto the bandstand—bottles, glasses and all.
People are sayin'. . .
That I'm livin 'too fast
And they say I can't last for much
longer...
To such people, and to the vagaries of age, fame and hard living, Willie's hellbent answer is Pick Up the Tempo:
Little they know
That the beat ought to go
Just a little faster;
So pick up the tempo just a little
And take it on home.
from TIME magazine. com or whatever...
Crystal's PLATINUM PROFILE entry this week.
Well, I heard that SARAH BUXTON has the #1, y'all!!
...in country music, that is w// "Outside My Window" !! Congrats!! CrystallovesCountry
TAYLOR SWIFT was awestruck @...
The Haiti Telethon and the Valentine's Day movie set. I guess so-- with all those STARS around and about!! Goodness!! GOD BLESS!! Crystal
Friday, January 29, 2010
COVERS OF PATTY GRIFFIN TUNES
MIRANDA LAMBERT and JESSICA SIMPSON have both done one. SIMPSON did--"LET HIM FLY" LAMBERT((speaking of HER, SHE IS GONNA BE AT THE BJCC NEXT FRIDAY!!)) did--"GETTING READY." http://crystallovescountry.blogspot.com/
DRESSES, THE GOOD THE BAD, AND THE UGLY
NICOLE KIDMAN got graded a C- for her Oscar de la Renta gown @ the SAC awards. also they said she usually dazzles, but this time-NO!! Crystal
((this was from the ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY WE GET IN THE MAIL NOW))
((this was from the ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY WE GET IN THE MAIL NOW))
RENEE ZELLWEGER HAD AN ACCIDENT
--A CAR WRECK. SAW HER ON TV TALKING WITH THE LADY INVOLVED. CRYSTAL
Are TAYLOR SWIFT n JOHN MAYER an item now??
They have been spotted together recently!! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........................................... Crystal
TIM n FAITH were honored at a cancer research gala
for their contribution to the cause. TOM HANKS n RITA WILSON were also there. c
THE NATIONAL ANTHEM
CARRIE UNDERWOOD is singing this @ the SUPER BOWL!! CrystallovesCountry n Cheesecake
DANNY GOKEY
"Always look to//for the Bright Side of Life" Heard his new song?? Tell me!! Comment:
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Crystal loves Country
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Check this out on newcomer Cody Elliott
January 7,1985, Cody Elliott was born and ready to take on the world. He was raised in a small town of Northwest Alabama, called Haleyville. He has one younger sister,(Bailey Elliott,Singer/Songwriter) His Father and Mother also being Singer/Songwriters, taught him everything he knows about music. "Growing up in a musical family taught me the love and appreciation of life through song", says Cody Elliott. His family's other generational passion has been farming and cattle raising. "I was raised a ranch hand and a banjo picker, guess Country Music was always meant for me", claims Cody Elliott. He later decided to set out on his own to tour all of North America, Northern Mexico, and Parts of Canada. At age 16, he was packing clubs and venues from CBGB'S to the Whiskey A Go-Go and others across the states. He's been chasing his dream and building a strong underground following throughout his career. "This is what I love, In a world that seems cold and dark sometimes, I want to be the one to make people smile and have fun. The good LORD has blessed everyone with their talents, mine is to turn on the light in the dark with a song."
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TIM McGRAW grows HIS beard out for new movie
with GWYNETH PALTROW, HE SAYS YOU'D BE SURPRISED HOW WELL SHE SINGS!! HAVEN'T WE ALL HEARD HER BF, SINGING WITH HUEY LEWIS??
PLUS, HE IS GROWING OUT HIS BEARD FOR THE MOVIE--GRACIE DOESN'T LIKE THAT AT ALL!! SHE CALLED HIM OLD!! HAHA!!
HAVE A GOOD DAY Y'ALL!!
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CRYSTAL
PLUS, HE IS GROWING OUT HIS BEARD FOR THE MOVIE--GRACIE DOESN'T LIKE THAT AT ALL!! SHE CALLED HIM OLD!! HAHA!!
HAVE A GOOD DAY Y'ALL!!
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CRYSTAL
ELIN's been hangin' around Brett Favre's place
destroying it and such, I read!! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm................................ Is she not a fan of the VIKINGS??!!... Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........................................
Crystal
Crystal
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
2010 EXCLUSIVE: TIM McGRAW's new tour includes...
LADY ANTEBELLUM. This is thanks to his oldest daughter, Gracie. She loves them!! She begged him to have them come with!! Awh!! Neat!!
Crystal
Crystal
Well, I hear SARAH BUXTON has the #1 song thios week...
and I saw that MIRANDA LAMBERT did. Who's right?? Are they both?? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...................................
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Check out LOVE N THEFT @ SOAP NATION
SAW THIS YESTERDAY ON TV. ENTER TO WIN A CHANCE TO MEET THIS COUNTRY BAND AND THE SOAP ACTRESSES//ACTORS. Crystal
LADY ANTEBELLUM is getting some hight praise for the newspapers
from USA TODAY AND The Washington Post. This is for their Need You Now album. Good!!
Monday, January 25, 2010
How AMY GRANT n VINCE GILL make it work
"She's stubborn, and he's got a temper." Amy says!! THIS IS FROM GOOD HOUSEKEEPING MAGAZINE. CRYSTAL
Have y'all seen the CHARLIE DANIELS GEICO commercial??
Cute!! Whatta y'all think??... Comment:
CrystallovesCountrynCheeesecake
CrystallovesCountrynCheeesecake
You can purchase the songs from the Haiti Telethon on iTunes
I read this morning. what is it??--iTunes.com?? Crystal
Sunday, January 24, 2010
New country songs
Just heard "That's GOD", by JO DEE MESSINA. Also this morning, I heard "19 n Crazy" by BOMSHEL Crystal
Saturday, January 23, 2010
COLLABORATIONS FOR HAITI LAST NIGHT
COUNTRY AND ROCK CAME TOGETHER as KEITH URBAN, KID ROCK, n SHERYL CROWE came together to sing "LEAN ON ME".
CrystalLovesCountry
CrystalLovesCountry
When did Lucy Lawless talks about TANYA TUCKER's bad attitude??
Was this on Celebrity Duets in 2004 or something?? Crystal
Friday, January 22, 2010
LADY A APPEARANCES
LADY ANTEBELLUM, that this. THEY ARE GONNA BE ON ELLEN--JANUARY 27, 2010 AND Jimmy Kimmel an February 2nd, 2010.
CRYSTAL
CRYSTAL
"T Think I'll just Sit Here and Drink"
That was the quote Lucky Spencer said to his father when he caught him drinking scotch at the Haunted Star today referring to when he caught his wife((Elisabeth)) making love to Nikolas Cassediene on General Hospital today!! CrystallovesCountry
The HOPE 4 HAITI NOW TELETHON IS TONIGHT
If u do not have cable, that's all that will on except fot the ION CHANNEL NETWORK. But, they may have it on??!!... PBS, IS COVERING IT, ABC, NBC, CBS, cable-- BET, CNN and many others.
Performances include: TAYLOR SWIFT, KEITH URBAN, SHERYL CROWE, KID ROCK, STING, BEYONCE', WYCLEF LEAN and I beleive may others.
Performances include: TAYLOR SWIFT, KEITH URBAN, SHERYL CROWE, KID ROCK, STING, BEYONCE', WYCLEF LEAN and I beleive may others.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Check out this Laura Bell Bundy
She's been on Broadway as Glenda on Wicked. Amber Von Trussle on Legally Blonde--Broadway. Now she's giddying on up with her new single--, "Giddy On Up" on CMT. Yes, check this girl out. Whatta y'all think?? Tell me!!
Comment, please:
Thanks,
Crystal
Comment, please:
Thanks,
Crystal
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
SHANIA likes his "bottom end"
Get y'all's mind outta' the gutter, people. She was talking about the tone of his voice!! Come on!! Don't miss HER later on AI. Have a nice night!!
crystal
crystal
Nicole Kidman sinbgs for Simon Baker
I'm not kidding y'all!! She and her husband((KEITH URBAN)) sang for him as congratulations for him. I am not kidding, y'all!! I heard her. Wow!! Crystal
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
THE BREAKUP OF THE TAYLORS
TAYLOR SWIFT AND TAYLOR LAUTNER, that is!! Guess why they broke up??!!... SHE is a junk food junkie and the the opposite!!((hence SHE loves CRACKER BARRELL GRAVY n buscuits AND sweets!!))
Crystal
Crystal
ASHELY JUDD IS GONNA BE ON REGIS AND KELLY 2DAY
talking about THE TOOTH FAIRY movie she co-stars with Duane Johnson in. Crystal
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
PLATINUM PROFILE: TERRI CLARK
Y'ALL!!, Terri Clark is a Canadian country music singer. Her discography consists of 6 studio albums, 3 compilation albums, 1 live album, and 28 solo singles, as well as a Christmas single release and a guest vocal on the 1996 charity single "Hope." Of her 6 albums, her 1ST THREE are certified platinum in the United States by the Recording Industry Association of America and platinum or higher by the Canadian Recording Industry Association. Her Greatest Hits package is gold in both countries.
Of her singles, Clark has sent 19 into the top 40 on the U.S. Billboard Hot Country Songs charts, including 2 Number Ones ("You're Easy on the Eyes" and "Girls Lie Too", from 1998-1999 and 2004, respectively) and 8 more top ten hits. At least 4 more singles have topped the country charts in her native Canada.
INTERESTING, HUH, Y'ALL??!!... HAVE A GREAT MLK DAY!!
PLATINUM PROFILE: TERRI CLARK
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Of her singles, Clark has sent 19 into the top 40 on the U.S. Billboard Hot Country Songs charts, including 2 Number Ones ("You're Easy on the Eyes" and "Girls Lie Too", from 1998-1999 and 2004, respectively) and 8 more top ten hits. At least 4 more singles have topped the country charts in her native Canada.
INTERESTING, HUH, Y'ALL??!!... HAVE A GREAT MLK DAY!!
PLATINUM PROFILE: TERRI CLARK
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UNTAMED SPORTS CHANNEL
BECCA TALKED WITH TERRI CLARK, TAYLOR SWIFT, FAITH ((HILL)) McGRAW, REBA McENTIRE tonight. TAYLOR went on how THEY were her idols --also SHANIA TWAIN.
SARA EVANS TALKED ABOUT HER NEW BOOK. SHE IS GONA BE @ THE HOOVER BOOKAMILLION TOMORROW!!
GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE
CLCNC
SARA EVANS TALKED ABOUT HER NEW BOOK. SHE IS GONA BE @ THE HOOVER BOOKAMILLION TOMORROW!!
GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE
CLCNC
Friday, January 15, 2010
What??--I hear LADY ANTEBELLUM has the...
#1 song again this week??!! YAY!! YEY!! CONGRATS, GUYS n GIRL!! Crystal
Thursday, January 14, 2010
"Pants On The Ground"
what did y'all think of that--((LARRY PLATT)) last night?? I LOVED IT!!
And the KELLIE PICKLER((SOUNDED LIKE)) GIRL TOO!!
CRYSTAL
And the KELLIE PICKLER((SOUNDED LIKE)) GIRL TOO!!
CRYSTAL
TRACE ADKINS joins TOBY KEITH's label
SHOWDOG UNIVERSAL. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM....................... HOW WILL THIS TURN OUT FOR THE 2 EX--FOOTBALL PLAYERS?? CRYSTAL
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Ellen's got GLORIANA
2DAY!! I GUESS THEY WILL SING THEIR NEW HIT??!!... I GOTTA GO SOAP OPERA BLOG NOW!! CRYSTAL
THE 5 REASONS NATALIE MAINES WILL NOT BE JOINING THE DIXIE CHICKS REUNION
5. SHE IS JOINING THE COMMUNIST PARTY!!
4. SHE'S DECIDED TO AMRRY ROSIE O' DONNELL
3. SHE'S GONNA TRY TO GET ON AMERICAN IDOL IN DISGUISE
2. SHE WOULD CAUSE THE STAGE TO COLLAPSE DUE TO HER WEIGHT GAIN
1. GASTIC BYPASS COMPLICATIONS
H.BUN SNEAKIN' IN!!
4. SHE'S DECIDED TO AMRRY ROSIE O' DONNELL
3. SHE'S GONNA TRY TO GET ON AMERICAN IDOL IN DISGUISE
2. SHE WOULD CAUSE THE STAGE TO COLLAPSE DUE TO HER WEIGHT GAIN
1. GASTIC BYPASS COMPLICATIONS
H.BUN SNEAKIN' IN!!
POSH SPICE LOOKS LIKE GOLLUM ON THE LORD OF THE RINGS
I HAVEN'T SAW THAT MOVIE, SO I DON'T KNOW. MY THINKING IS WHAT HAS SHE DONE TO HER SKIN??!!... GOOD MORNING EVERYBODY!! Crystal
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
"By the People, For the People": The Election of BARACK OBAMA
TIM McGRAW is going to be part of that. "FREE MAN" is the name of HIS song. Joining HIM will be-- BON JOVI, too as part of this venture//feat.
Crystal
Crystal
The DIXIE CHICKS r coming back out in 2010
WHATTA y'all think of that??!!... I don't know. Well, the sisters of the band-- Emily n Martie are releasing a new album//CD this year. NATALIE MAINES' father says she may appear on the album some too. Whatta y'all think of this??!!... Tell me--Comment:
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Monday, January 11, 2010
CARRIE UNDERWOOD is including her dog in HER wedding
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..................... I would too, bc they are family!! Aw!!... Hey, and I wonder what SHE thinks of ELLEN being the newest AMERICAN IDOL judge?? Let's asks??... "Hey, Carrie, Ms. UNDERWOOD?? CrystallovesCountry
LOVE DON'T LET ME DOWN
THAT IS THE NAME OF TIM McGRAW'S NEW MOVIE IN WHICH HE STARS WITH GWYNETH PALTROW. HE IS GOING TO PLAY HER HUSBAND. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.............. I WONDER WHAT FAITH THINKS OF THAT??!!... Crystal
This week's top 5--COUNTRY MUSIC
1 Consider Me Gone Reba
2 Need You Now Lady Antebellum
3 Do I Luke Bryan
4 I Wanna Make You Close Your Eyes Dierks Bentley
5 Southern Voice Tim McGraw WHAT??!!
CRYSTAL
2 Need You Now Lady Antebellum
3 Do I Luke Bryan
4 I Wanna Make You Close Your Eyes Dierks Bentley
5 Southern Voice Tim McGraw WHAT??!!
CRYSTAL
I hear TAYLOR SWIFT n KENNY CHESNEY's going 3D this year
2010!! OK, BIG DEAL. WHO CARES?? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm................. Do y'all??
Tell me:
Crystal
Tell me:
Crystal
Sunday, January 10, 2010
PLATINUM PROFILE: DAVID BALL
David Ball (born July 9, 1953 in Rock Hill, South Carolina[1]) is an American country music artist. Active since 1988, he has recorded a total of seven studio albums on several different labels, including his platinum certified debut Thinkin' Problem. Fourteen of Ball's singles have entered the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. His highest-peaking chart entries are 1994's "Thinkin' Problem" and 2002's "Riding With Private Malone", both of which peaked at #2.
David Ball was born into a large musical family headed by his father, a Baptist preacher, and his mother, Bessie Ball, a pianist. Later, he moved with his family to Spartanburg, South Carolina where his father was heading Fernwood Baptist church. David lived in a ranch-style brick-wood house at 104 Emory Road. He eventually learned to play guitar after persuading his parents to buy him one. Having written his first song in seventh grade, he played it in a school talent show with a band he had formed, the Strangers. Afterwards, he played upright bass in various local youth groups and also the school orchestra. Together with friends, he took part in various bluegrass and country festivals in the Carolinas.
By the time Ball had left high school, he had a gig playing bass in Uncle Walt's Band, a trio headed by Walter Hyatt, who relocated to Austin, Texas, in the mid-1970s, in an attempt to make a mainstream breakthrough.
Ball subsequently focused on a solo career, moving to Nashville, Tennessee, where he was signed to a publishing contract. Three singles for RCA Records in the late 1980s failed to provide a solo breakthrough, however, and a projected album was shelved. The experience did at least serve to introduce him to producer Blake Chancey, son of legendary country producer Ron Chancey. In the spring of 1993, Chancey called Warner Bros. Records director Doug Grau on Ball's behalf.
A new recording contract followed. Thinkin' Problem, his debut album, was released on Warner Bros. Its title track served as the lead-off single, reaching #2 on the Billboard country music charts and #40 on the Billboard Hot 100. The album, which received a platinum certification in the U.S., also produced the singles "When the Thought of You Catches Up with Me", "Look What Followed Me Home", "What Do You Want with His Love", and "Honky Tonk Healin'", although these latter two singles failed to make Top 40 on the country charts.
Ball recorded two more albums for the label – Starlite Lounge and Play – without much chart success. However, he had a smash hit with "Riding with Private Malone", from the 2001 album Amigo on the Dualtone label. This album failed to produce any other hits, however, and Ball exited Dualtone in 2002. Freewheeler followed in 2004, and Heartaches by the Number in 2007.
"THINKIN' PROBLEM" WENT PLATINUM!!
crystallovescountry
((from wikipedia, people!!))
David Ball was born into a large musical family headed by his father, a Baptist preacher, and his mother, Bessie Ball, a pianist. Later, he moved with his family to Spartanburg, South Carolina where his father was heading Fernwood Baptist church. David lived in a ranch-style brick-wood house at 104 Emory Road. He eventually learned to play guitar after persuading his parents to buy him one. Having written his first song in seventh grade, he played it in a school talent show with a band he had formed, the Strangers. Afterwards, he played upright bass in various local youth groups and also the school orchestra. Together with friends, he took part in various bluegrass and country festivals in the Carolinas.
By the time Ball had left high school, he had a gig playing bass in Uncle Walt's Band, a trio headed by Walter Hyatt, who relocated to Austin, Texas, in the mid-1970s, in an attempt to make a mainstream breakthrough.
Ball subsequently focused on a solo career, moving to Nashville, Tennessee, where he was signed to a publishing contract. Three singles for RCA Records in the late 1980s failed to provide a solo breakthrough, however, and a projected album was shelved. The experience did at least serve to introduce him to producer Blake Chancey, son of legendary country producer Ron Chancey. In the spring of 1993, Chancey called Warner Bros. Records director Doug Grau on Ball's behalf.
A new recording contract followed. Thinkin' Problem, his debut album, was released on Warner Bros. Its title track served as the lead-off single, reaching #2 on the Billboard country music charts and #40 on the Billboard Hot 100. The album, which received a platinum certification in the U.S., also produced the singles "When the Thought of You Catches Up with Me", "Look What Followed Me Home", "What Do You Want with His Love", and "Honky Tonk Healin'", although these latter two singles failed to make Top 40 on the country charts.
Ball recorded two more albums for the label – Starlite Lounge and Play – without much chart success. However, he had a smash hit with "Riding with Private Malone", from the 2001 album Amigo on the Dualtone label. This album failed to produce any other hits, however, and Ball exited Dualtone in 2002. Freewheeler followed in 2004, and Heartaches by the Number in 2007.
"THINKIN' PROBLEM" WENT PLATINUM!!
crystallovescountry
((from wikipedia, people!!))
Saturday, January 9, 2010
BOMSHEL's got a new one
"19 n CRAZY" Have not heard this one yet. I'm sure it is good, bc "Fight Like a Girl" is.
Crystal
Crystal
Friday, January 8, 2010
TOOTH FAIRY
WITH DUANE JOHNSON((aka THE ROCK)). ALSO STARRING ASHLEY JUDD. JANUARY 20, 2010
CrystalovesCountrynCheesecakes
CrystalovesCountrynCheesecakes
Well, I hear TAYLOR SWIFT and KEITH URBAN got awards @...
the PEOPLE'S CHOICE AWARDS , the other night. Congrats!! CrystallovesCountry
What's this about REBA McENTIRE, TIM McGRAW and THE BEATLES??
I HEARD ABOUT IT 2DAY!! HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM................. COMMENT : Y'ALL, WE'RE FRIENDS!!
CRYSTAL
CRYSTAL
Thursday, January 7, 2010
QUEEN LATIFAH had HER picture made with KEITH URBAN
and his wife, NICOLE KIDMAN last night @the PEOPLE's CHOICE AWARDS. Also CARRIE UNDERWOOD won an award. I didn't see all of the show. Crystal
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Well, I hear the ELI YOUNG band hads some new music out
Whatta y'all think of that??... Tell me. Comment:
Crystal
Crystal
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Top COUNTRYalbum of the decade
2 IS "O BROTHER WHERE ART THOU"SOUNDTRACK
AND 1 IS CARRIE UNDERWOOD's SOME HEARTS
CRYSTAL
AND 1 IS CARRIE UNDERWOOD's SOME HEARTS
CRYSTAL
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Husha-Bye Renditions of GARTH BROOKS songs
What he's gonna put ya'll's--babies 2 sleep now!! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.................................
Crystal
Crystal
Friday, January 1, 2010
Did BUCKY COVINGTON bust guitars on New Year's??
My sis said he was supposed to. She missed it. See, she has kids. Y'ALL DO KNOW WHAT I MEAN BY THAT!! THEY TIRE U OUT!! I didn't not see it bc I do not live in Tennessee anymore. CRYSTAL
Did y'all see the red guitars??
i heard that's what they dropped in Nashville on New Year's. Crystal
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