The boys could have called it “Beards.”
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Iain Mew: I thought of The Magnetic Fields’ “Love is Like a Bottle of Gin,” not because I want everything to be arch and witty in the same way, but because A Thousand Horses could really have done with something more abstract for their comparisons. Especially when there’s already a whole cigarette vs smoke thing that they’re only just getting away with. Their rock-edged song sounds energetic and urgent, but there are so many awkward moments when the similes fall apart. An experience might be like smoke but a person isn’t.
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Alfred Soto: The guy who affects courtly love wooing is more sinister than the one who says he wants to fuck you cold, especially if he thinks calling his beloved a “downtown barroom gypsy” over stupid chords is sexy. Don’t blame bro country: Brad Paisley wrote a good cigar song more than a decade ago too.
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Micha Cavaseno: … Yeah bruh, she turned to smoke because she was that eager to get away from your corny leering. What the fuck is a “downtown, ballroom gypsy”? How do you pull in smoke? Are you a vacuum my dude? Man, nauh.
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Edward Okulicz: Evidently we reached Peak Extended Metaphor a few years ago and this is what’s left.
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Brad Shoup: More like a bore-al fixation, amirite?
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Anthony Easton: Laughable truck-fuck sound, two years out of fashion, and proving that Aldean at least has some novelty or skill to offer.
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Scott Mildenhall: She’s smoke: “a frequent cause for nuisance complaints”. Take it up with Lancaster City Council if you disagree. There are perhaps less romantic analogies, but few executed with such hazy, indeterminable, almost non-existent prowess. Competent yearning though.
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