Of Trace Adkins and Tracy McGrady

Thanks to Alfred for that blush-inducing introduction. He and I do share a fair number of favored artists and popcrit pet theories, but hopefully I can bring a fresh perspective on the places where we diverge while also staking out on my own some of the cultural territory Alf doesn't generally claim. In other words, my twin incongruous passions are pop-country and the NBA, and while I promise to tread lightly with the latter, I just hope I can offer somewhere approximating the same level of erudition to my scattered obsessions (the glorious pop-metal of Damone, the glorious prose of Walker Percy, the glorious ineptitude of the Atlanta Hawks) as Alfred lends to Larry Levan, Henry James and his holiness Bryan Ferry.