Dust off those boots and jeans, grab your Lisa Frank Trapper Keeper, and hope nobody picks up the phone while you're trying to get online. This was the golden era of country music and lucky for you, that’s kinda my superpower. From boot scootin' boogies to achy breaky hearts, the 90s turned out hit after hit, and yes, I sing the heck outta every one of 'em.

Chris is from Seattle, so he knows all the grunge.  His band actually shared a rehearsal studio with Alice in Chains.
But he's not the one singing.
Soooo... expect a lot of country. 😎

Of course, we still throw in some Nirvana if the tip jar’s feelin’ generous. So plug in your Discman, let that dial-up tone sing its little song, and get ready to party like it’s 1999.