In my second year of college in 1975, I got a roommate I just needed to get rid of. My strategy? I bought a Merle Haggard album from a delete bin for a quarter and started playing it over and over in our shared room. After a few weeks, it worked - he moved out. By then, I was hooked, and Merle joined Ian Tyson and Gram Parsons in my pantheon of country music idols. I spent a few years on the road with a country rock band, and we loved a lot of country artists, but none ever compared to Merle, then or now. This is a hard hit - he was the best there ever was.