There's always been a consistency of vision in the work of Eddie Montgomery and Troy Gentry. Their barroom roots virtually ignore trends. The music is of the moment, yet it hearkens to the best of Hank Jr. (who guests on "I Ain't Got It All That Bad"), Jennings, Haggard, and Jones. The lack of pretense, a constant in their past work, is still in evidence here. "Gone" is a tough chronicle of final, irreversible breakup, similarly explored on "All I Know About Mexico," and each reflects pain with nary a whit of syrupy sentiment. Even when waxing romantic, as they do on "If You Ever Stop Loving Me" and the reflective domestic saga "She Loved Me," a diamond-hard edge remains. "I Got Drunk" explores a timeless theme with a guileless lack of remorse. Not even the air of sweet contentment on "It's All Good" emits the wussy faux-sensitivity that too many singers use as a glib device. Given the consistency and the solid material, only one mystery remains: why did they divide the songs between four producers? --Rich Kienzle

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You Do Your Thing

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發(fā)行時間:2004-05-18 00:00:00

You Do Your Thing

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There's always been a consistency of vision in the work of Eddie Montgomery and Troy Gentry. The更多>

There's always been a consistency of vision in the work of Eddie Montgomery and Troy Gentry. Their barroom roots virtually ignore trends. The music is of the moment, yet it hearkens to the best of Hank Jr. (who guests on "I Ain't Got It All That Bad"), Jennings, Haggard, and Jones. The lack of pretense, a constant in their past work, is still in evidence here. "Gone" is a tough chronicle of final, irreversible breakup, similarly explored on "All I Know About Mexico," and each reflects pain with nary a whit of syrupy sentiment. Even when waxing romantic, as they do on "If You Ever Stop Loving Me" and the reflective domestic saga "She Loved Me," a diamond-hard edge remains. "I Got Drunk" explores a timeless theme with a guileless lack of remorse. Not even the air of sweet contentment on "It's All Good" emits the wussy faux-sensitivity that too many singers use as a glib device. Given the consistency and the solid material, only one mystery remains: why did they divide the songs between four producers? --Rich Kienzle