Randy Galloway, the dean of DFW sports radio, likes to call North Texas "The Chicken Fried Nation." I love that term, in all its thick, white-gravied glory.
The only thing we need now is a theme song.
How 'bout Chicken Fried, and undeniably hooky anthem from a Georgia group called The Zac Brown Band. They're not singing specifically about Texas, but why split horse hairs. Listen to the song and watch the video (Brown looks like a less-menacing version of Jack Black), and I bet you won't be able to stop bopping to it in your head.
They're like the male version of The Dixie Chicks -- country with rock 'n' soul and edge.
Speaking of the Chicks, I miss 'em. Was sad to hear that they're deal to have a song in the movie The Lucky Ones fell through, but smiled when I read that Natalie Maines sang at Howard Stern's wedding. Woulda like to have been a fly on the wall at that reception, which included a performance by Billy Joel and gifts from the likes of Donald Trump and Joan Rivers. Oy.
Good news is that the Chicks are working on a new album. But in the meantime, I'll just have to jam to Chicken Fried.