Before the season is over, here's your crucial "That's Nats" update. Honky Tonk Confidential (or HTC, as they call themselves) wrote the song midway through last season after hearing an uninspiring version of a Nats song on the radio. Three different songwriters contributed to the creative process. Some had visions of minor baseball grandeur.
"I actually thought there'd be more of a fuss about it when we put it out," admitted guitarist Diana Quinn. "I was daydreaming about playing during the 7th inning stretch, stuff like that."
They haven't even been invited to sing the National Anthem yet, although they'd love to do it. Actually, I would have thought a country-music outfit touting a Nats song inspired by John Fogerty's "Centerfield" would indeed have received a surge of attention when it was released last year. So....
"Well, no," Diana said. "Maybe it's a slow moving groundswell."
"Not much seemed to happen and we said, 'Oh well,'" summarized lead guitarist Mike Woods. "Now we're on the lookout for something else to write about."
"That's Nats" certainly never reached the level of popularity of one of their best known tunes, "Your Trailer or Mine." Really. Neither did it get the national acclaim of Diana's "Nolan Ryan's Fastball," which is being played across the country as part of an orchestral baseball program. Really. Also, if you go listen to "That's Nats" here you can see a graphic of a baseball surrounded by what I presume are gnats. Really.
(In other news, HTC's supposed to play a show at an upcoming Red Hat event. Red Hats were something I didn't know about until just a few minutes ago. They're women over the age of 50 who are "never too old to play dress-up and have tea parties." To join, you must attend functions in full regalia: Red hat, purple outfit for women 50 and over, or pink hat and lavender outfit for women under 50. Sports blogging can teach you so many things about the world.)
The most important thing about "That's Nats" is this: I asked Mike and Diana about the lyrics, which were written last year and celebrate baseball's return to D.C., and whether they weren't a bit dated, and whether HTC might consider new and improved lyrics.
"You're right, you're absolutely right," Diana said. "And we can do that easily, too."
Diana would like to invite Bog readers to e-mail her with lyrical suggestions. The original lyrics are below:
Well what's that noise I hear from RFK? (That's Nats.)
Cheering fans on a bright and sunny day. (That's Nats.)
Gloryosky (?), goodness me.
Say it's so, Joe, can it be?
That baseball's back here in D.C. That's right. That's Nats.
We'll eat dogs and fries all afternoon. (That's Nats.)
We're in the stadium under the moon. (That's Nats.)
We can yell and laugh and scream.
Reality was once a dream.
But now we've got our baseball team. That's right. That's Nats.
Uniforms of red and white and blue. (That's Nats.)
To our baseball team we will be true. (That's Nats.)
No one here can disagree.
The national pastime in D.C.
Is something to treasure naturally. That's right. That's Nats.
September 29, 2006; 2:46 PM ET
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