Is is really him or the loss of my innocence I’ve been missing so much?

A killer line, delivered perfectly by a-few-hit-wonder Deana Carter.

This ultimate playlist is overrun with 90’s country. Rebecca Lynn by Bryan White showcases the decade in all its sweet, nostalgic glory.

The “common little miracles” of life are what make it worth living.

I used to listen to this one when I was a kid. Then I just like the sound of Conway Twitty’s voice. Now it brings a tear to my eye.

Is there a more talented group of musicians and singers than the Eagles? I don’t think so. My Mom and I saw them in concert a few years ago (before Glenn Frey passed away) and there is no one better live. Their harmonizing was amazing.

Here’s a great early one.

So take it…to the limit…one more time!

Sung by Collin Raye, written by Phil Vassar. He finds her, don’t you think? I think she makes sure of it.

That’s one way to make your man put a ring on it.

February is the worst month, isn’t it? It’s cold and it’s dark. Christmas is in the rear view mirror, and spring is still so far. The novelty of the snow has long worn off, and this year the polar vortex has gotten its claws in deep.

So what could be better than leaning back, closing your eyes, and letting Little Big Town take you away to a perfect summer day?

Everything great about the 80s in four minutes of perfection.

This tune by Chris Isaak (not to mention the sexy video) ought to get you and your boo in the right frame of mind this Valentine’s Day.

You’re welcome.

The closer I’ve ever come to being a groupie is stalking Matt Nathanson around the Pittsburgh area. I’m actually more of a wing-woman groupie to my best friend, who lives and dies by Matt Nathanson.

No videos or records can really do Matt justice. You haven’t experienced Matt Nathanson until you’ve experienced him live.

Was there ever a better line written about unrequited love than:

I will lay down my heart, and I’ll feel the power / But you won’t

Sometimes people can’t change, and there’s no one to blame.