A wicked satire disguised as a tribute. A seemingly endless collection of snippets from songs about American towns, this is America dreaming about itself, about Moonlight in Vermont, about California, wishing it was going back to San Francisco. This is America shouting Viva Las Vegas and realising it is only 24 Hours from Tulsa. John Carson takes these instantly familiar and reassuring tunes and fines insecurity and desperation in them. When John Carson sings Chicago Youre My Kinda Town, he highlights the musics ability to say one thing and mean exactly the opposite.
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