"Country" music was killed in 1989 when it was pussified by the fraud Garth Brooks. Yes, I realize he looked to KISS for inspiration and stole much of his stage show from what they had done over the years, but that pudgy clown was about as country as Vladimir Putin. He wore a cowboy hat and boots but hadn't ever been within 100 yards of an actual cow. Kenny Rogers had set the stage for the demise, but Fart Brooks took it to the edge and pushed.
From there the dancing on the grave began: Brooks and Dunn (homos), Clint Black (talentless hack), pie-faced Travis Tritt, Vegas lounge sleaze Marty Stuart, nutless Vince Gill, cocaine Randy, Trisha, perma smirk Reba, Toby Keith, Joe Mullet Diffie, Billy Ray Virus, pablum spewing Alabama, Kenny Gaynessney and the entire cabal of watered down wailers like them ruined the genre.
I love bluegrass music. I'm a huge fan of cajun/zydeco. Clifton Chenier, Boozoo, Delafose? That's some awesome stuff.
But then you hear hillbilly hacks like Alan Jackson co-opt that kind of awesome work into his reeking garbage and it just makes you angry. I wanted to drown Jackson's skinny ass down yonder on the chattahoochee.
That's how we got to today. Good acts with real talent can break through for a moment, but they're smothered by the crush of corporate assclowns who dress, sound and act the same.
I agree with Tom Petty. Country music today is really bad 80s/90s rock with a violin tossed in. My kids can listen to anything in this house from rap to classical to big band to rock to whatever. But not country. Country music isn't allowed in here.
FWIW, that video looked like a douchebag convention.