If you watched the 61st Annual Grammy Awards on Feb. 10, or were within an approximately five-mile radius of any member of The Daily Tar Heel's management team as their cries ascended to the heavens, you may know that Kacey Musgraves won Best Album for her widely acclaimed album “Golden Hour."
It’s the first time a country album has won Best Album since Taylor Swift’s “Fearless” in 2010 (honorable mention to the Dixie Chicks’ “Taking the Long Way," the last good country album to win the award.)
I’m not personally a huge fan of “Golden Hour," but I love Musgraves herself and her previous work. I welcomed the award as one would their own child, or perhaps particularly cute and well-trained raccoon.
Musgraves music is forward-thinking, witty, and appeals to my Gen-Z sensibilities. She once posted this moth meme on her social media, so I would do literally anything she told me. She also, most importantly, is accessible to a whole new group of listeners who have been widely excluded from country music: young, city-dwelling folk like myself.
Musgraves has a deep hold over “good morning girls and gays” Twitter; the venn diagram between Musgraves fans and Ariana Grande fans is a perfect circle. The “Golden Hour” singer exists online, with her fans, where her Twitter timeline is filled with retweeted posts from the community. She was a guest judge on Rupaul's Drag Race, for goodness' sakes.
To say that she is beloved by a community traditionally resistant to country music, and that country music has been extremely resistant to in turn, would be an understatement.