I know I could have gone with the better known song, Elephant. Believe me, I’ll get to it. But this is the one that gives me a pain down deep in my gut (like Tim McGraw in Friday Night Lights). It taps a little bit into the cultural disassociation I felt leaving the country for a succession of big cities (albeit amped up to eleven).
I don’t know if there is a better writer out there right now working in the song space than Jason Isbell.
I tried to go to college but I didn’t belong
Everything I said was either funny or wrong
They laughed at my boots, laughed at my jeans
Laughed when they gave me amphetamines
Left me alone in a bad part of town
Thirty-six hours to come back down
Am I the last of my kind?
And that sandwiched between daddy and mama, their advice eroded by death and distance, respectively.
Last of My Kind is off Jason Isbell’s newest album, The Nashville Sound.
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