From Oslo to Okinawa: How Kenny Chesney Became the Global Ambassador of Manufactured Beach Nihilism
Somewhere between the fjords of Norway and the neon back-alleys of Tokyo, a curious ritual repeats itself every summer: stadiums fill with people who’ve never driven a pickup truck, never tasted real sweet tea, and wouldn’t know a catfish from a house cat—yet they sing every syllable of a Kenny Chesney chorus like their mortgage…
