Nothing but a simple country number here, or so you might think. These are the hard ones to pen though, the one's that feel easily done. Lingering in the Americana/Alt. Country courtyard over there at good ol' OurStage right now -- topping the charts -- The Foreign Cinema's "Hazy Autumn Days" is a weary traveler seeking comforting home fires and familiar hugs. It doesn't matter that the subject line is common patter, for D. Money (a better bluegrass nickname -- there have been many) has crafted a song that feels like that empty, roaming train that stretches out along the sunset, continuing to find one more section of track in front of the last, never running to the end of the rail. It's a golden trail of travel that absolutely wears on you until finally, late in the day and late in the year, you find your way to the front of the house, slam the door with a bag in hand, and crunch across the gravel to the love that you've missed so dearly. You need a good long sleep and a shower, not to mention a home-cooked meal, but you end up just enjoying the company and a long all-encompassing conversation. It's like that and at the same time, it's got a Tim Kasher, living in the poor house in Omaha, Nebraska feeling to it as well. This is the everyman of a song.