The name sums it up: this is Aldean’s ninth album so he’s called it 9. This lack of subtlety sums up the enterprise.
Not that it’s bad: it’s what a certain style of country should sound like, that style being the music to accompany drivers along the endless roads of rural states, or to play loud in sports bars. It doesn’t want to be interesting; it just needs to be background music you can tap your boot-shod toes to.
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