My dad was the same about the music I made. He listened to everything by Uncle Tupelo and Wilco, but he enjoyed certain songs more than others, like his favorite, “Casino Queen.” But that may have only been because I wrote it for him. I’d taken him to one of those riverboat casinos on the Mississippi, and he said, “You should write a song about this.” So I did. I’m glad I wasn’t living at home when he played “Casino Queen” into the ground. I don’t think I would have ever recovered.
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