From folk and Americana, this takes a quick turn into country and with that I quickly am turned off by it. There is a fiddle, which is named by name, and there is a lot of talk of vegetables, sure, but this is the one line that sticks out for me and made me decide to undoubtedly pass on this album and band:
“Now she’s got her hand down my pants and I can’t help myself / please tell me you’re 18”
Statutory rape, everybody! A punchline for some dumb country band.
No link needed, you sick fucks.