It’s a shopworn cliche of my generation: middle class white people will insist they like “all types of music – except for country and rap!” It’s an absurd claim: you can easily conjure a dozen musical styles that most of these people would hate, or at the very least that they’d never heard of. How many of these people do you think listen to a lot of free jazz, gabber, symphonic black metal, zydecko, baroque, gamelan? More to the point, there’s bound to be some country and rap songs these people would enjoy. There’s one category of music I think most people would be justified in dismissing though: country-rap hybrids.

Sure, Alabama 3 uses elements from both, but what have we got besides that? Kid Rock? Some novelty records who take cues from Rappin’ Rodney and Joe Piscopo, believing that rap is simply nursery rhymes over a Casiotone drumbeat? Well, in the 1990s someone decided to take that “winning formula” and apply it to truckin’ music: “Buck Truck, the Rappin’ Trucker”.

TMM is a celebration of truckin’ music, not a mockery. But you take the bad with the good, and when college pal “Matthew Barney Gumble” discovered ol’ Buck a few years ago, he made sure the staff IOPI was made aware of him. We can no more disown Buck Truck than we can C.W. McCall or our church’s reverend or anyone else. So without further comment, here is “Sleazy Weasel”. It’s not very good. We’ll make it up to you tomorrow with one of the best trucker songs ever, a genuine old style tearjerker. Meanwhile, “enjoy”.

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