“Rita’s List of Peeps That Don’t Suck Because They Weren’t Assholes To Her”

Well well well…what a weekend! Mad shoutouts to everyone that dropped me an email or added me to Twitter! How much fun is this? I especially love the HATEMAIL and I will be sure to do a whole blog answering those. Don’t worry kids, I won’t post your names so keep them coming.

Ok, since I did the “A-List” I guess it is time for me to blog about the “B-List”…but that is way too boring and predictable. Besides, I had a good weekend and I feel like being a tad bit self indulgent. Instead, I will give you “Rita’s List of Peeps That Don’t Suck Because They Weren’t Assholes To Her”

It really doesn’t take that much to make my list of “List of Peeps That Don’t Suck Because They Weren’t Assholes To Her”. My criteria is basically bands that do not make me want to take an icepick and impale my eardrums with it OR people that have always been nice to me even though I am not a Diesel Sniffer.

Here goes:

Bleu Edmondson:

He seems like such an angry little fellow. The jury is still out on whether or not he has eyeballs because no one has yet to see them, or at least I haven’t. Does he sing country music? Hell no. Does he even sing? I dunno, all I have ever done was hear him scream…but I dig it. His voice sounds a little like a male Miley Cyrus to me because they both sound like they might gargle with pea gravel. I think most chicks also like Bleu because we all love a guy that needs to be nurtured. And then there is that whole humping in the bathroom stall thing…that’s how we do it in the Southland. I do kinda miss the little tatted up drummer because I have always been down with the brown. And is it just me or does his guitar player with the sparkly Taylor Swift guitar looks just like Sid the bully kid from Toy Story? Don’t act like you haven’t noticed!

Band of Heathens:

Band of Hotties! Do they sing? Can they play? No clue. I can’t tell you that…I am way too busy lusting over them. Yes, please and twice on Sunday!

Brandon Jenkins:

I have only seen Brandon Jenkins play one time. It was him, a stool, that creepy red fire crotch brillo pad beard, his shiny bald head, and his guitar…and I was mesmerized. I left the show that night and downloaded everything of his that I could find, not because someone on Galleywinter told me to, but because his music moved me. He is an old school badass that writes badass songs that everyone else records and to me he just oozes cool. I refuse to attempt to talk to him because if he is an asshole, I will be crushed. I like the guy because he appears to do his own twittering, even if he twitters nonstop about going to the gym and drinking coffee. I was pretty disappointed that a guy that can write such amazing lyrics is so dammed boring on Twitter. Again, love the guy but by looking at him, there no way he can spend that much time in the gym…well unless “going to the gym” is code for “getting high” or “going to Whataburger”. You ain’t fooling me BJ! Play on playa…

Bart Crow:

I adore this band and I adore Bart. I am still not 100% sure why he felt the need to tattoo the Declaration of Independence or whatever all that crap is on his forearm, but I do love going to his shows. He seems to work his ass off and appears to be genuinely appreciative of everything he has. And on a side note…have you seen his old lady? Holy supermodel. Homeboy married UP! He just seems like a nice guy and I may have even shed a tear for him when I read on Facebook his dog Wetta died. I think he is extremely talented and very driven, but with all that said…I really didn’t like his new album, at all. Oh well, what can you do? Besides, anyone who’s mom posts on his Facebook and that punches Josh Abbott in the face will forever hold a place in my heart.

Ryan Beaver:

I love Beaver. Sorry, I just like to type the word Beaver because it makes me giggle. I think he is great because he just seems down to earth. He doesn’t try to wear 12 of those fugly and insanely expensive Bill Wall necklaces all at the same time and he doesn’t wear those dumb girl jeans with the sparkly pockets on stage. (CoughWBCough) He may be a serial killer and lock up little hairless boys in his basement for all I know, but I enjoy his wholesomeness. He seems sincere, happy to just be around and you can tell he really enjoys making music. I love his Under the Neons album and it’s on HEAVY rotation on my iPod. I think the kid is great.

Kyle Park:

This little fella can write a song and sing it. I love his voice even if it a just a tad too Hee Haw for me. I like my boys with a little more edge that Kyle has but how do you not enjoy watching a guy that SMILES like that all the time? He is just fun to watch. He is a dead ringer for Jiminy Cricket, but I like it.

I am sure there are a shit ton of other people that could make this list, but I won’t mention them. Again, it pays to be nice to the chubby chicks because one day they might get a bright idea to make a blog and talk shit about you. Oh yes, Matt Powell you were mean to me once and you will get yours…just wait your turn brother.

Holla!

Rita B




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