Songwriters: Kenny Chesney, Brett James
If history repeats itself, as it often does where Kenny Chesney is concerned, his recent hit “You and Tequila” will remain one of several sporadic flashes of brilliance amidst an ongoing series of forgettable singles.
Right off the bat, opening lines “For me it’s a beach bar, or on a boat underneath the stars” immediately announce that Chesney’s new single has nothing to say that he hasn’t already said a thousand times over. Instead, he delivers yet another factory-assembled piece of escapism, this time with a flavor of dime-store philosophy. Vapid observations of how “sometimes life ain’t all that it’s cracked up to be, so let’s take a chance and live this fantasy” carry so little heft or impact that they would hardly seem worth constructing a three-and-a-half-minute song around. A murky, watered down, fiercely un-country production leaves us with a single that is not only unoriginal, but that sounds like one big mess.
It will be a big hit, but that says nothing about a song’s quality or artistic credibility. It’s the same old product with a brand-new label, which does little to conceal the fact that it reached its sell-by date a long time ago. But as long radio continues to reward Chesney for shameless mediocre rehashes such as this, there will be little incentive for him to recharge his creative batteries.
Wake me up when the next “You and Tequila” comes out.