[seasons got to it first, but I intended all day to post some of my favorites. 🙂 ]
You need a war to sell records. (This year’s winner!)
You intentionally drive drunk in hopes of promoting your new album.
You feel vaguely snubbed by the cicadas.
You drive to a park (Percy Warner) to walk on a street (Belle Meade Boulevard).
You blame all your failures on either Clear Channel or illegal downloading.
You survived Fan Fair — or whatever it’s called now.
You slip your demo tape into the bags of trick-or-treaters.
You haven’t been here long enough to really know what being “so Nashville” is.
John Ashcroft asks you to drape your roundabout.
You grab your guitar (with dollar signs in your eyes) and write a song after each national tragedy.
You know which kind of Girl Scout Cookie Brooks and Dunn prefer.
You’ve driven down Music Row listening to a CD full of illegally downloaded songs.
You can’t check out a library book on Fridays.
You’ve been in a traffic jam in the Baja Burrito parking lot.
Upon seeing the success of Gretchen Wilson’s “Redneck Woman,” you just know Keith Urban will follow with his own “Redneck Metrosexual.”
You’re a producer, a manager, and a publisher — and still eat Ramen noodles nightly.