Archive for the 'country music' Category

13 February, 2007

Posted by alex in Alex Linder, country music, country music today, Cuntry, spintros at 7:32 am | Permanent Link

Tory men and liberal principles, as they said in the old days. So it is with modern cuntry. Same old Jew York Agenda, sluice it e’er so mellifluous from the lips of the uncouthest jerkwatery pluckerin’ hick. Ah, who’re we kidding? We’re all actors nowadays. Empty heads, but damn they look good. We say all […]

13 February, 2007

Posted by alex in Alex Linder, country music, country music today, Cuntry, spintros at 5:41 am | Permanent Link

Isn’t he the cutest little neo-Namian you ever did see? Don’t you want to take him home and feed him butter? For every zig in “our” foreign policy, a failed alt-rocker is detailed by Cuntry Command Central to pen a zig in our popgeist. Latest on cunt-front is whining about Iraq’s underappreciation of our American-delivered […]

5 December, 2006

Posted by alex in Alex Linder, country music, country music today, Cuntry, jewed culture at 7:29 pm | Permanent Link

Cuntry is traditional Country & Western filtered through the jew. Shorn of traditional attitudes and remade in politically correct, multicultural mode. In Cuntry, niggers and mexicans are always welcome, and the big woman is never wrong. Cuntry is performed by the same good ol’ boys, only now they’re dressed by jews and perfumed by poofters.

3 December, 2006

Posted by alex in Alex Linder, country music, country music today, media control, media criticism, media notes, N.B. Forrest, tv, tv analysis, tv shows at 6:01 pm | Permanent Link

[Will appear in coming issue of White Patriot Leader.] Burnt Toast: How Media Jews Blackened White Entertainment by N.B. Forrest When I was a kid, my parents and I looked forward to watching syndicated country music programs every weekend: Hee Haw, Pop Goes the Country, The Porter Waggoner Show, and others. In the ’80s, the […]

9 April, 2006

Posted by alex in country music at 11:25 pm | Permanent Link

[Link] Since Toby Keith’s commercial success and canny image manipulation show how shrewd he is, perhaps the best explanation for songs as lackluster as “Note to Self” (a generic Rolling Stones arrangement with a hokey lyric) and “Runnin’ Block” (about bedding an unattractive woman for the benefit of a buddy) are either laziness or pandering. […]