This came out in 2004 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
If you know who Gretchen Wilson is, you might be a redneck.
Or at least a country music fan who’s heard her breakthrough single Redneck Woman, a tangy little platter of two-step hillbilly boogie that sings the praises of beer, Bocephus and Wal-Mart lingerie. Well, she may be tough-talking, two-fisted trailer trash from the wrong side of the tracks, but on her debut disc Here For The Party, Wilson cleans up real nice. A little too nice, in fact; for a gal who claims to “know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song,” Wilson seems a little too willing to co-opt her sassy vocals with New Country pop on this 37-minute disc. Still, autobiographical cuts like Pocahontas Proud and the title track owe more to Tanya Tucker than Shania Twain — and if’s that the sign of a redneck, pass the Skoal and save me a berth for my double-wide.
