By the time I stopped receiving lessons around the age of fifteen, my understanding of music theory was about at the level it should have been at ten.

The rich, organic sound of vinyl has a certain magic to it, evoking emotions and memories in ways that digital files simply cannot replicate.

Now it’s 2024, and we’re actively witnessing history repeating itself, only this time it’s country music.

As glamorous and exciting as the event may be, it’s nothing more than a soiree for music’s elite to celebrate their figurative employees of the month.

Just because the artist might not have created the result entirely on their own doesn’t mean it’s any less artistic.