<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114204420156491916</id><updated>2009-10-13T14:18:16.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Lonesome Just On'ry and Mean</title><subtitle type='html'>commercial country, classic country, rock, indie rock, alt-country; rants, reviews, useless opinion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>On&amp;#39;ry&amp;amp;Mean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770008995772475721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114204420156491916.post-5328870529129074998</id><published>2007-10-27T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T15:08:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/RyO2udVYNCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NJJN-4Wdea8/s1600-h/rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126141710142288930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/RyO2udVYNCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NJJN-4Wdea8/s320/rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Britney's a bad mom and Notre Dame has a bad football team and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Rolling Stone doesn't matter&lt;/span&gt;, but some recent reviews drive home that point for the umpteen-hundredth time. Rascal Flatts' utterly bland and pointless, even by their standards, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Feels So Good &lt;/span&gt;was awarded 3 out of 5 stars while Gary Allan's solid, if unspectacular, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Living Hard &lt;/span&gt;only rated a 2 of 5. WTF? Do they have ears? I realize two different people did the reviews, but honestly. What's the standard at RS now? Airplay? Unit shifting? If so, that makes sense, since the Flatts will surely have 3 number one hits and another top 5 off their current drink coaster while Allan will struggle to get two songs in the top 10. Rascal Flatts is shiny and pop and mom friendly and background music and vanilla pop tarts. Gary Allan is edgy and real and dad friendly and roll down the windows/crank it up or go cry in your beer music and a cold pizza/bloody mary breakfast. Rolling Stone is in the magazine selling business. Artists who sell large amounts of albums sell magazines. RF will be triple platinum by Christmas while Allan will maybe hit gold around February next year. Quantity over quality. Barry Bonds is a cheater. Water is wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114204420156491916-5328870529129074998?l=onryandmean.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/feeds/5328870529129074998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114204420156491916&amp;postID=5328870529129074998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/5328870529129074998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/5328870529129074998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/2007/10/news-flash.html' title='News Flash'/><author><name>On&amp;#39;ry&amp;amp;Mean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770008995772475721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04767547536207864392'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/RyO2udVYNCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NJJN-4Wdea8/s72-c/rs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114204420156491916.post-5037039839740454387</id><published>2007-10-24T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:51:42.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx-9J4cHmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/f-8RZtEhKog/s1600-h/515hArLN8GL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx-9J4cHmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/f-8RZtEhKog/s320/515hArLN8GL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125022878437710626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best songs on Gary Allan's new album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Living Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, "She's So California"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (and a sure-thing single till this week) contains the following lines in the chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;She's a wildfire out of control headed for ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you get burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I didn't warn ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's so California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That reminds me of the bad luck timing of Joe Nichols' "Talk Me Out of Tampa," on his album III released around the time of Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; I mean surely there's a hurricane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Due to hit there any day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real commentary on this except it's too bad such a catchy song will never play on radio, but one has to be sensitive to the feelings  of those involved in tragedies like the California fires and Hurricane Katrina.  There are a few other decent singles on Allan's album, so no big deal in the grand scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;My prayers go out to those affected by the fires in southern California (even the celebrities :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114204420156491916-5037039839740454387?l=onryandmean.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/feeds/5037039839740454387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114204420156491916&amp;postID=5037039839740454387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/5037039839740454387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/5037039839740454387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-timing.html' title='Bad Timing'/><author><name>On&amp;#39;ry&amp;amp;Mean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770008995772475721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04767547536207864392'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx-9J4cHmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/f-8RZtEhKog/s72-c/515hArLN8GL._AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114204420156491916.post-7453184533437418280</id><published>2007-10-23T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T09:26:21.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Ride - Truth in Labeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx4blocHmxI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSWh2tOL3rI/s1600-h/carnival_ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx4blocHmxI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSWh2tOL3rI/s320/carnival_ride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124563759318670098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Carrie Underwood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Carnival Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Score:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 5.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nashville Adjusted Score: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! After hearing the lead-in single "So Small," and reading recent comments from Carrie about keeping it country and whatnot, I was expecting so much more. Surely she'd use her clout to get some stronger material - to gently force some more songwriterly material onto Clearchannel radio. Nope. What I got was a tolerable, but far from excellent, country pop unit shifter. It's easy on the ears while it's traveling in one and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening song, "Flat on the Floor," was a punch in the gut to my expectations. Sure, it sounds kinda country, and it's catchy, but the lyrics... the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm flat on the floor with my head down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Where the sky can't rain on me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What??? Carrie, please don't release that song as a single. The collective IQ of America's youth is low enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love “The More Boys I Meet”…that saying had to turn into a hook one of these days and the quirkiness of this song makes it  a real winner. "Just a Dream" is another very solid track - a soldier-who-didn't-come-home tearjerker that far outshines most other songs of similar ilk - and probably the strongest song on the album aside from "So Small." Carrie's cover of Randy Travis' "I Told You So" is spot-on, if lacking a shade in authentic pain. "Wheel of the World" strives to be a lot more than it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to like this album a lot more than I do, but it’s more like a debut than a second album - more sizzle than steak. She’s big enough that she could have recorded some deeper, more meaningful songs. Lori McKenna's got a lot of kids, Ms. Underwood could have helped gal out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood is a tremendous talent and one of the brightest stars in the commercial country music universe. I'm certain she'll put out an album worthy of her gifts before she hangs it up, oh, 20 years down the line. As it stands, Carnival Ride is just that… loud and fun with lots of pretty lights (not sure what that meant), but you can only stand to ride once or twice every now and then without feeling a little queasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/114204420156491916-7453184533437418280?l=onryandmean.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/feeds/7453184533437418280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=114204420156491916&amp;postID=7453184533437418280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/7453184533437418280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/114204420156491916/posts/default/7453184533437418280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onryandmean.blogspot.com/2007/10/carnival-ride-truth-in-labeling.html' title='Carnival Ride - Truth in Labeling'/><author><name>On&amp;#39;ry&amp;amp;Mean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770008995772475721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04767547536207864392'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rx4blocHmxI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSWh2tOL3rI/s72-c/carnival_ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-114204420156491916.post-8668108568635911605</id><published>2007-10-18T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:49:49.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Hit Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd-0__YxdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wMhmZk5wSv0/s1600-h/K-Fowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd-0__YxdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wMhmZk5wSv0/s320/K-Fowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122702550152824274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Fowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Bring it On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Out of 10)&lt;br /&gt;Real score -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;6.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville adjusted score - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;8.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cream:&lt;/span&gt; Long Line of Losers, Slow Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fluff: &lt;/span&gt;Best Mistake I Ever Made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The S#!&amp;amp;&amp;amp;y Stuff:&lt;/span&gt; Feels Good Don't It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bottom line:&lt;/span&gt; Much better than I expected, after reading other reviews. Kevin brings an authenticity to the songs that could sound exceptionally cliche coming from less-likely-to-have-lived-every-word artists. This is good, harmless fun and a great party/driving album. Nothing earth shattering, but definitely booty shaking. I could see several songs on this CD climbing the charts and bringing Kevin into the commercial spotlight for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd-9P_YxeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oWPXDSS4z88/s1600-h/B%26D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd-9P_YxeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oWPXDSS4z88/s320/B%26D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122702691886745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooks and Dunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Cowboy Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real score - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;5.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville adjusted score - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cream:&lt;/span&gt; Ballad of Jerry Jeff Walker, Put a Girl In It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fluff:&lt;/span&gt; Proud of the House We Built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The S#!&amp;amp;&amp;amp;y Stuff:&lt;/span&gt; Cowboy Town, Johnny Cash Junkie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bottom line:&lt;/span&gt; As inconsistent as you'd expect from this talented, but radio-sensitve duo. The good is nearly great (see The Cream), but the bad is really bad (the name checking but devoid of any heartfelt homage "Johnny Cash Junkie"). The Kix Brooks helmed songs are particularly good. Ronnie Dunn's voice is in top form even on the clunkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd_K__YxfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0uQnJ0nG_QA/s1600-h/RF_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Dv8_9ea7J0/Rxd_K__YxfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0uQnJ0nG_QA/s320/RF_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122702928109946354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Still Feels Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real score - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;3.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville adjusted score - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;5.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cream: &lt;/span&gt;Winner at a Losing Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fluff:&lt;/span&gt; everything else, except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The S#!&amp;amp;&amp;amp;y Stuff:&lt;/span&gt; Bob That Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bottom line: &lt;/span&gt;While I don't really care for RF's schtick (it's not really "for" me anyway), they usually pick some great songs for their releases, but not so much this time. 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