Some might argue it should get an F, and I did entertain the idea, but I concluded this is more an abject worse-than-average showing of mediocrity than an offensively flaming failure. Yes, I’d say D is the appropriate grade here. It’s just a tepid “Check it out, imma just doin’ my thang with this hot chick!” boast that sounds more like it’s coming out of the mouth of a sexually frustrated outcast who lies about his sex life. But “Burnin’ It Down” fails to convey any real release as a slower song.
If a slower song is able to pluck heartstrings either by means of conjuring nostalgia, touching on universal grief, triumph of the human spirit, speaking directly of a personal experience like losing a mother or grandfather, or even a love song for fans………it can vastly hold its own and often stand out as the most memorable moments in shows. It’s too slow, but just because a song is slow doesn’t mean it can’t work in a live setting. “Burnin’ It Down” just doesn’t strike me as that type of song I can envision hearing when Aldean hypothetically makes a “Greatest Hits” tour run fifteen years from now. I can’t see this enjoying much staying power in his live show setlist in relation to his other commercial hits. Trust me: sober sex as opposed to “altered” sex is much more pleasurable. A glass of wine or one beer wouldn’t hurt, but mixing hard alcohol with intimacy is often a recipe for disaster if the goal is to enjoy consensual intimacy.
Then, yet again, we face the idea that you have to get liquored up to enjoy sex. The way he says: “Let’s hit the lights and let our shadows dance, and light it up like it’s our last chance!” sounds more like a funeral procession than organic ecstasy. The way he mumbles: “You’re stirrin’ up dirty, in the back of my mind…” sounds more like he’s tearing in his Old Milwaukee at Tai’s Til 4 than feeling aroused. This sounds more like a fatally misfired attempt to pen a melancholic soliloquy for the twenty-first century than something that would make you want to dance between the sheets to. To me, what’s most off-putting about this is the same factor behind his lead singles in general: his overt self-serious delivery. Therefore, it’s unimpeachably country, damn it! ) When I first head this, I got the impression Aldean also sought out Joey Moi for at least this cut in that it sounds reminiscent of Florida-Georgia Line’s own “Dayum, Baby”.īut, lo and behold: it name-drops BOTH Jack Daniels and “Old Alabama”. Httpv://I was surprised to find that Aldean’s longtime producer, Michael Knox, produced this. I think I’ll pull out some wholesome Conway Twitty to cleanse my mind now! With that, it’s no surprise that Florida Georgia Line is connected to this smoldering piece of dreck.
What’s more, I know that readers will tell me that I shouldn’t have been surprised at this point, but it’s been so long since I’ve turned to a mainstream country radio station that I was still dumbfounded by how decidedly non-country this song sounds, especially the intro! It’s something that would fit perfectly on a pop station and might even sound good there, but it’s way too low rent in the context of country music. “Burnin’ it Down” crosses the line to the latter categories on all accounts. And there’s a line between a classy, passionate love song and a classless, passionless sex filled song. There’s a line between a sexy song and a sex filled song. There’s a line between a passionate love song and a passionless song. Instead, the song is high octane graphic with no sense of real intimacy and nothing left up to the imagination. But their songs maintained a respect for the intimacy, which Jason Aldean’s “Burnin” it Down” grossly fails to do. Conway Twitty, Alabama, Charlie Rich, even Alan Jackson ,as well as many others, haven’t shied away from memorably singing about sexual intimacy. It covers the topical gambit of love, drinking, cheating, murder and, yes, even passion. Written by Rodney Clawson, Tyler Hubbard, Brian Kelley, and Chris TompkinsĬountry music isn’t historically prudish.
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