Well, Nelson’s most recent studio album, My Way, wasn’t a country album. I hoped for a bit more of a country twist, but it wasn’t too disagreeable hearing Nelson’s slightly stilted delivery on these heavily orchestrated songs (there is a steel guitar in there somewhere) from ye olde (Great) American songbook. And I do have to say, that was quite a powerful delivery of Sinatra’s "My Way" at the end, from a gentleman who, if anyone, has earned a creditable right to proclaim, “But through it all, when there was doubt / I ate it up and spit it out / … / And did it my way.”
Suggested Use: Well, this isn’t carpet removal music, that’s for sure. More like, doing some spackling? On the ceiling? With a deadline? Chill out to Willie’s take on Sinatra and a bygone era and remember that you’re improving your own house and it should be totally okay to do it your way. Unless you’re hoping to re-sell the house soon. Then maybe sand that spackle a bit more thoroughly, aim for a timeless color on the ceiling like eggshell or taupe, and perhaps reconsider your decision to “popcorn” the ceiling. Some things stand the test of time with a twist, I’m not sure textured paint has.
Craig B is a thirty-something lover of books, movies, and rock and roll whose grandmother still worries that he might not be eating enough. (Love you, Grandma!) He lives with his charming wife in the small town of Berne, IN (in sight of the clock tower) where he busies himself keeping the Roses of Sharon in check and training his chinchilla in the ancient arts of the Ninja. Craig’s current favorite book is Buddenbrooks
by Thomas Mann.