How Many Times Have You Played The Big & Rich CD That You Bought Because Of ILX?

Haven't listened in a while, but debut seemed great, second not as good but wormed its way onto my Nashville Scene ballot, third no good, didn't listen to any solo albums except reissue of Big K's first, which I wrote about briefly in the Voice, excerpted here (from a longer piece, which also covered Jon Nicholson, talented B&G mentee, whose A Little Sumpin Sumpin, despite title, went a bit deeper and darker than their albums):

Live a Little , Big Kenny's pre-Big & Rich solo album, finally given a proper release on The Disney Music Group's Hollywood Records, brings the
noise candy, not the nose candy. It's a skyful of Purple Planetberries,
exploding on cue, presented 2 U by B.K., a psych-pop-goes-the-country impresario and aw-shucks-ma'am workaday wizard, bopping through amber waves with his drum machine. Kenny's as much wistful crooner as carny barker when singing through a megaphone-like vocoder
about "a place where dreams come true." He gets his comeuppance in "Cheater's
Lament." Even more so, in "Think Too Much," with virtual drumsticks bouncing off
the impervious cello-and-viola cloud of his (Traveling Wilburys-flavored) Orbisonic orbit.
Yet also with a ready tip of his feathered top hat to "Dor-oh-thee, and
Lit-tle To-To," flying by in "Rather Be."