

He paved the way for the likes of Zach Bryan and Maggie Rogers to top charts with ragged hearts and found time to collaborate with Justin Timberlake and Joy Oladokun. He's long crossed that imaginary, arbitrary pop threshold that most country artists find themselves in and went and made songcraft appreciated again. Making an NFL head coach projectile cry during his rendition of "The Star-Spangled Banner" at the Super Bowl. The emo cowpoke feeding the internet jukebox repeated plays of "Fire Away" at Buffalo Wild Wings at lunchtime. The single mom in the school pick-up line wearing dark shades, playing "Broken Halos" until Spotify cries uncle. Sunday mornings spent fending for yourself in the kitchen for breakfast while Mom and Dad are blaring "Tennessee Whiskey" from the bedroom. For the coming decades, generations will talk about hearing Stapleton throughout their lives. One of the biggest-selling country acts in recent history, Stapleton's pop culture seemingly knows no bounds of ubiquity.

Maybe five songs in his growing discography match a sunny day, with the rest better suited for sepia-toned confrontations on prairies or a chilly kitchen table divorce request. The dreariest, rainiest day at RodeoHouston this season (Thursday, March 16) cosmically coincided with Chris Stapleton's return to the neon cow and pony show.
