COWBOY CARTER! (TRAPPO Sells Out!)

 


This week, the show that talks about stuff on purpose is doing things a bit different this week. Consider it an experiment of sorts, dear listener. A couple weeks ago, you may be aware, the queen herself, Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter, released an album called Cowboy Carter, and it immediately set the world on fire. Beyoncé went country! That was the rumor, anyway. The album artwork features the mega-star artist dressed like a rodeo queen, riding a galloping horse side-saddle and hoisting the American flag, so it's understandable that people who see this image (and listen to the lead single Texas Hold 'Em) might make a few assumptions about the rest of the music contained in this ambitious "Act II" of Beyoncé's ongoing epic saga that began with 2022's Renaissance. But there's more to Cowboy Carter than that, of course. A whole lot more. 

And now that everybody and their dog has already listened to and reviewed this album, now is the perfect time for TRAPPO to chime in with our useless opinions! So that's what we've done. You can listen to two middle-aged white dudes having an extended discussion on Cowboy Carter below, or find us on Apple, RadioPublic, Pocket Casts, Spotify, Spotify 2!!!, and Amazon, so choose your own adventure and ignore this senseless experiment at your leisure!



Have you heard Cowboy Carter? Of course you have. So tell us what you think of the album. We genuinely want to know. Leave a comment below if you feel like sharing your thoughts. If those thoughts are a bit more complex, feel free to share them in an email, which you can direct to trapposhow@gmail.com. We've also got that social media thing all taken care of, if you're interested. Check us out on Threads and Instagram, and we'll be your friends for life. That's gotta be worth something, right? Right?!

One final note: At the end of last week's post, I may have implied to our long-suffering listener Merrill Strand that a very special episode would be dropping this weekend. Unfortunately that episode got bumped because we decided to talk about Cowboy Carter last week. These things happen. You may be pleased to learn that next Friday you will finally have your moment in the sun! We listened to every album you recommended in your email, and we've dedicated an entire episode to them. It's a very long episode. Too long, perhaps. But it's coming, so you're welcome. And we're sorry.

Thanks for listening!

Comments

  1. So TRAPPO sucks now? That's a shame. I knew it was just a matter of time before this show sold out to THE MAN. Now I guess I have to go back to Lights Camera Barstool. It's been real!

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    1. TRAPPO sucks now? Where have you been?

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  2. Threads and Instagram friends for life? Worth something, right? Right?!

    Very special episode bumped. Talked about Cowboy Carter instead.

    These things happen. You may be pleased.

    Every album recommended. Entire episode dedicated. Very long episode.

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  3. Do the new Taylor Swift record you stupid fuckers. Do it!

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  4. I JERKED OFF TO DESERT EAGLE READ THAT ON YOUR DUMB SHOW THE PEOPLE DESERVE TO KNOW

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    1. Babe Ruth’s GhostApril 29, 2024 at 10:50 PM

      I would jerk off to Desert Eagle, but I’m a ghost and am unable to fly the flag at full mast, if you catch my drift. I also don’t know what that is, because I don’t have ears. One time back in the good old days, when I was alive, I invited Jean Harlow down to my bungalow after a particularly fraught game against the Cincinnati Encyclopedia Salesmen that lasted maybe 83 innings. She covered me in molasses and rolled me around in a tub full of broken glass, then she set herself on fire right in front of me, just for kicks. Luckily the asbestos in her dress kept the fire from spreading, and so we “settled up” in the usual manner, as was to be expected. We had to do all sorts of goofy stuff back then. Before the internet changed everything. You living pricks have no idea how good you’ve got it.

      Boo.

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