About six years ago, after a former friend (former because he would later introduce me to Dredg, for which he will never be forgiven) played me portions of the album It Still Moves by Kentucky based rock/folk-rock/folk-country/alt-country act My Morning Jacket, I dismissed it as being too “twangy” for my taste.
Then, about a year ago, after I had officially grown weary of nearly every album I owned, I decided to give MMJ another spin, and quickly realized that five years earlier, I was a complete fucking moron. This anger towards myself has only built since then, and came to a head recently when I purchased, and subsequently fell head-over-heels in love with their nearly perfect 1999 debut album The Tennessee Fire. Here’s to making up for lost time. Continue reading