Beyoncé didn’t just play in the genre—they had to replant the whole damn farm.
This Isn’t a Country Album, It’s The Album
Let’s be clear: Cowboy Carter isn’t just country—it’s experimental, genre-defiant, and deeply Black. It’s not interested in fitting in, but rather forcing the space to expand. This is Beyoncé walking into a saloon she was once told wasn’t for her—and becoming the damn sheriff.
“This ain’t a country album. This is a Beyoncé album.”
The Interludes Are Spiritual, Sorry
The way she uses interludes? It’s giving Greek chorus meets Southern radio nostalgia. Every voice, every clip, every transition is intentional. Dolly Parton name-dropping Jolene while Beyoncé reclaims the narrative? Loretta Lynn whispering in the wind? It’s not just vibes—it’s lineage.
Black Women Were Always Here
Let’s not get it twisted: Black musicians helped invent country. Beyoncé isn’t breaking into the genre—she’s coming home with the deed. From Linda Martell’s feature to Shaboozey’s breakout, she’s building a bridge for everyone who was told they didn’t belong on it. And she’s walking across it in heels.
The Lyrical Breakdown—Messy, Yearning, Divine
“Bodyguard” had us spiraling. “16 Carriages” felt like a eulogy for dreams deferred. And let’s not even get into “Jolene (Beyoncé’s Version)”—she didn’t beg, she warned. She didn’t cry, she conquered. It’s soft in sound, hard in intention. That’s the magic.
Cowboy Carter Is the Rebrand of the Century
This isn’t a pivot; it’s a proclamation. Beyoncé has always been genreless, but now she’s genre-dominant. With Cowboy Carter, she’s rewriting American music history in rhinestones and resistance.
Whether you’re a rodeo queen, a sad girl with a banjo, or just spiraling in silence—Cowboy Carter has something for you.
🎟️ And Now… The Tour
The Cowboy Carter tour is looming and we’re not emotionally prepared—but we’re already building Pinterest boards. Consider this post the warning shot, because once that tour hits, we’re entering a fringe-filled, denim-drenched, sparklecore era. Stay tuned for our full Cowboy Carter outfit guide, coming soon.
Let us know your favorite track (and your favorite delusional lyric) in the comments—or scream about it with us on Instagram @theluee. We’ll be crying over “Sweet Honey Buckin’” until further notice.
