The first question I had when I remembered that Uncle Kracker was still out there was why in the hell would anyone ever call themselves Uncle Kracker VOLUNTARILY??? This is a question I've had for a while, but I finally took the time to look it up because hey, why not? What I discovered is that not only is Kid Rock responsible for one of the least-good country albums I've listened to since starting this blog (sorry, Aaron Lewis. keep your day job!), but he's also responsible for Uncle Kracker's horrible moniker, since he's the one who started calling him "cracker" back when they were just wee lads (the "uncle" part came later, when
The other thing you will learn, should you choose to follow that last link, is that Kracker calls this newest release "a full-on country record", although “Maybe not the ‘A guy walks into a bar and goes, ‘Where does a man go to get a drink in this town?’ kind of country, but it’s my version." So now if you're wondering what, exactly, his version of country is, the answer to that question is basically a cross between Kid Rock and Jimmy Buffett, with the lyrical sensibility of a whiter-trash Train. And while that image should evoke truly everything you need to know about this record, I'll throw in a couple of bonus nuggets anyway: "You Got That Thang" is a less-classy and more-country version of Train ("You walk in with a crooked smile/Yeah your hair's a little out of style/But ooo-ooh you got that thing/You're in and out of relationships/Your nail polish is always chipped/But ooh-ooh you got that thing"), "Nuthin' Changes" is like a less-classy and more-country version of Jimmy Buffet ("I got a yacht parked down in the Keys/I write my name in the sand when I pee/My bod's tan except for me wrist/That's where my shiny diamond Rolex sits"), and "Nobody's Sad On A Saturday Night" is an equally-classy and LESS-country version of about a billion other country songs ("Some Johnny Cougar/Some Southern Comfort/Winners and losers/We got each other/The world looks better in neon lights/Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night"). And that is LITERALLY all you need to know.