The Band Perry – Pioneer



Pioneer is TBP’s second album that was released on April 2nd. I’ve been sitting with the record for a few weeks now and it still hasn’t gotten old. There’s the headbanger “I don’t need you anymore so kiss my ass” country songs, the “I want to cry that’s the saddest story I’ve ever heard” country songs, and so many clever lyrics from the three Perry siblings that I can’t even keep track.

The three siblings, Kimberly, Neil and Reid, co-wrote all of the tracks except for two. They’ve definitely grown since the first album and Kimberly’s voice took on a life of it’s own. She sounds edgy and fierce and like a country rock bad ass on the uptempo tracks but then can still reel it back in for the slower ballads. I don’t know what kind of Kool-Aid she’s been drinking but I want some of it if it makes me half of the bad ass she’s turned into. Move over Carrie, Miranda and Reba, there’s a new country diva who will sing you under the table.

I’ll openly admit it, I’m crazy obsessed with the song DONE. From the first time I heard it the day their album came out I haven’t been able to stop listening to it. It makes me jump around, sing at the top of my lungs and dance like a maniac with failing limbs. I don’t know what they did to that damn song but it’s good. And every time I hear it on the radio it gets cranked all the way up and I’m not even sorry about it.

TPB ACM 2013

The Band Perry – Pioneer (Republic Nashville, 2013)

Singles: Better Dig Two (#1 US Country), DONE (Currently #10 US Country)

Songs to dance to: DONE, Forever Mine Nevermind, I’m A Keeper, Chainsaw, Night Gone Wasted

Songs to cry to: I Saw A Light, Mother Like Mine, Back To Me Without You

Sarah’s Top 5: DONE, Back To Me Without You, Don’t Let Me Be Lonely, I’m A Keeper, Forever Mine Nevermind

Fun Facts: 1) Brad Paisley is a co-writer on Forever Mine Nevermind. 2) The album debuted at #2 on the Billboard 200, #1 on the Country Album Charts. 3) It’s been 3 years since the release of their debut album in 2010, a very long three years. Glad to have the trio back.

Below is the music video for DONE. And if you didn’t watch them perform at the ACMs a few weeks ago I highly suggest you do it right now. The energy is outrageous. Kimberly is my new idol. So fierce. And she looks damn good.

Word Vomit: A Day of Lasts


Sometimes I need to word vomit in order to not actually vomit. Disclosure: this post is word vomit. Know that because of this, I held down my lunch and dinner yesterday.

All day Wednesday I was up and down with my emotions. One minute I was on top of the world cheering and fist pumping, the next my stomach was in complete knots and I was having a hard time hearing anything but “what are you going to do with your life” ringing in my head. Why do you have a crazy lady talking to you in your head you ask? Simple.

Because yesterday was officially my last day of college. Ever.

On Wednesday I took my last test, gave my last presentation and made the drive home from class for the very last time (while listening to John Mayer to soothe my soul). All day I kept telling myself “this is the last time you’ll ever do this” every time I left a lecture.

I never realized that 3 and a half years can go by so quickly.  I feel like I was just taking my first creative writing class or running to get Doy’s at 2am or sleeping through my first class (on accident I swear mom). I’ve had so many firsts in the past few years and I used yesterday to think about all of my lasts.

I’m not one to usually have a stomach full of knots or get super nostalgic about things but yesterday hit me on my blind side. I finally realized that for the first time, I’m ending one chapter of my life and not quite knowing what the next one is supposed to be titled.

Sure you graduate middle school, then go to high school. Then graduate high school and go on to college. But once you graduate college, there isn’t one road you’re supposed to walk down anymore. Nothing is clean cut. Because now you’re an adult and adults never really have anything figured out as well as they think they do.

Reading that back I now realize that the “they” is now “me.”

So I got home last night and did the only logical thing someone in my position should do. Got a glass of sangria, sat on the couch and watched re-runs of The Office. Then got another glass of sangria, laid on the floor and turned on my record player for a few hours while I let Stevie Nicks serenade me until my stomach slowly unraveled the knots that took up residence all day.

If anyone has any suggestions on what I should do with my life, I’m all ears. And I already have “being a bum under the Santa Monica pier” as my plan C so get a little more creative than that please.