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Sounds like Nashville - on my radio

It’s Thursday evening, almost nine, foot-tap, fiddle, and banjo time, with juke-box tales of love’s romance, the county jail, a second chance, for bourbon belles or backroad trucks, mail-box motels, living on luck, from one horse towns to city bars, acoustic sounds that drive guitars, harmonicas with prairie dust, Americana, steel mill rust, cornbread kitchen, joy, and sorrow, songs that long for bright tomorrows, it’s Nashville on my radio, Bob Harris and his Country Show!

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Date: 3/20/2024 12:27:00 PM
I like how you focus on that lovely moment, 'it's almost time...' Anticipation is half the experience. I can feel your enjoyment in the fast paced rhythm and list form. A happy poem. J :)
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Martin Challender
Date: 3/21/2024 1:17:00 AM
Thanks for that! I really wanted that feelgood energy and rhythm, imagining my words set to country music.
Date: 2/16/2024 1:34:00 AM
For all UK lovers of Americana, Country, Bluegrass, Rockabilly etc, there's one special place to turn to, it's BBC Radio 2, Country Show with the legendary presenter "Whispering Bob Harris". This is my attempt at a tribute to Bob and his amazing Thursday evening radio show and some of the fabulous music played week in week out.
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