The Band Perry achieves this badness in part simply by choosing the worst aspects of country to combine with the worst aspects of rock. For example, the album eschews country's winkingly clunky metaphors, knowing goofiness, and sharp eye for mundane detail, and opts instead for the leaden lyrical banality of vaguely medicated radio rock. "When you're young/You can fly/But we trip on clouds 'cause we get too high" from "Don't Let Me Be Lonely" sounds like Stevie Nicks with three-quarters of her brain scooped out. Conversely, for rock's anger and drive, the group substitutes country's maudlin inoffensiveness. "Chainsaw" tries to swagger, but Kimberly Perry's would-be-spunky yodels and a clumsy anthemic backing leaves them sounding like particularly unimaginative eight-year-olds covering a duff Tom Petty track.
But while Pioneer fulfills all the potential downsides of country rock, it also, and even more, makes plain the potential bottomless awfulness of country itself. This is most evident on the almost miraculously execrable "Mother Like Mine."
The song fits into a long tradition of songs in country music and bluegrass, in which mothers stand in for rural tradition and family. In "Mother's Not Dead, She's Only Sleeping," for example, the Stanley Brothers mourn the past and insist on its enduring presence. Mother lives on in heaven as the keening ballad tradition lives on in bluegrass' high lonesome harmonies.
Bluegrass itself is an example of one of the central tensions of country music. An innovative form created in the '30s as hybrid of hot jazz, hillbilly music, blues, and other sources, bluegrass's traditionalism has always been self-reflective—a conscious urban recollection and idealization of a rural past. Country isn't about country, then, so much as it's about the space between city and country—a space in which hillbillies can imagine an escape from rural drudgery, and those who have moved away can imagine themselves as hillbillies looking longingly for home.
As bluegrass shows, this can be an enormously productive and creative tension. But as the rural experience has retreated, it's a tension that has become increasingly difficult to maintain. What is the music of hillbillies when there are no hillbillies left? If country is the music of a demographic, what happens as the demographic vanishes?
One answer is the Band Perry's "Mother Like Mine," in which the two poles, rural and urban, basically collapse into a flavorless slush. The song imagines what would happen if the Perrys' mother ruled the world. Other country performers might have used this as an excuse for cheeky subcultural validation along the lines of Tex Ritter's "Hillbilly Heaven"—imaging Willie Nelson in the oval office or some such. The Band Perry doesn't do whimsy, though. Instead, their song is a deadly earnest catalog of their mothers' aggressively over-determined virtues.
She's the sky that holds the clouds
She's the lady of the house
A blind believer in all I dare to be
There's no safer place I've found
Than the shoulder of her white night gown
Oh I've got the best and the worst of her in me
I'd share her if I could
Oh the wars would all be over
'Cause she'd raise us all as friends
And no one would ever wonder if somebody wanted them
We'd walk on grass that's greener
And our cares would all be freer
If the world had a mother like mine
It's just remarkable how little content there is there. A "white nightgown?" Walking on "grass that's greener?" Yes, the Stanley Brothers' mother was generic too—but she was generic to a particular time and place and even religion. The Band Perry, on the other hand, seems to be actively running away from any possible identifying marker: They aren't yearning towards the country or the city so much as towards a place where those distinctions are so erased that no one can tell that they ever existed. Only the odd banjo plunk or twang in the music remains as a token—not so much to preserve a rural flavor as to point out that the pro-forma country touches don't actually have to have any measurable effect on standard-issue uplifting pop-rock.