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Me Moan

Gibson’s 2012 debut blended country baritone, dusty drum loops and wry tales of lonely people—a fitting sound for someone who used to drive long-haul trucks and work at an adult bookstore. Improbably, Me Moan is even stranger, doubling down on his ruggedness while contrasting it with heavy theatricality. Half his lines disappear into a twang so thick you might be tempted to laugh. Then you catch something like “Grandaddy so hot / He left me in the parking lot” (on “Kissin’ on the Blacktop”) and realize that’s the idea. But behind the slickness and camp, Gibson’s characters, like Quentin Tarantino’s, remain hypnotically threatening: Punching teeth in with one hand while holding down their glittery cowboy hats with the other.


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