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Whereas Little Big Town's "Pontoon" was undeniably 2012's hottest summer country jam, in 2011 that crown belonged to Jake Owen's "Barefoot Blue Jean Night." Its

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Jake Owen Steams Up Billy Bob's Texas, Writes High School Senior

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Whereas Little Big Town's "Pontoon" was undeniably 2012's hottest summer country jam, in 2011 that crown belonged to Jake Owen's "Barefoot Blue Jean Night." Its video featured Owen and a bunch of Grade One fillies wakeboarding and partying until the wee hours near a lakefront campfire, but would have been just as humid had it featured Owen alone with his thoughts and a half-case of Shiner Bock.

Owen's macho heat is felt not only by 38-year-old heterosexual male newspaper editors in Seattle, but also 17-year-old aspiring female journalists in suburban Dallas. One, Heritage High School (Frisco) senior Cassidy Williams (aka my ultra-talented niece), attended Owen's gig at Billy Bob's Texas in Fort Worth the other night. Her review--more a take on Owen's stubbly magnetism than a recounting of his set--is as follows:

The Texas heat wasn't the only thing steaming up Billy Bob's on a recent Saturday night. Country music stud Jake Owen attracted women and men of all age groups to join him for a Barefoot Blue Jean Night at the old honky-tonk, although not all attendees stayed sober long enough to enjoy his performance from anywhere other than the bathroom floor.

If being serenaded by--and simply looking at--Jake wasn't enough, Owen's interaction with the crowd only enhanced the experience. From accepting a six pack of Coors Light from some guy in the audience to sorta making out with a Granny in the front row, Jake's enthusiasm kept the whole place begging for more. He created an environment full of sex appeal, even though socks and shoes were the only pieces of clothing he lacked. His foxy locks give him a Bieber-esque quality, and when he flashed his million-dollar smile (surrounded by just enough scruff on his face), it caused a couple of ladies about my grandma's age to jump up on their tables and dance.

Owen personalized the performance by asking his wife, Lacey, to come on stage. At the time, Lacey was almost full-term with their first child, a girl. She will bear the name of Jake's godmother, who recently passed away. There wasn't a dry eye in the house after Jake sang a lullaby dedicated to his unborn daughter, who is going to be one ridiculously good looking baby. (Olive Pearl Owen was born yesterday, on Thanksgiving.)

To close the rocking concert, Jake and his band sang Van Halen's "Jump." And not only did they pound all the unfinished beers onstage, with the final clash of the drum kit they collectively ended the night with a round of shots.

Follow Reverb on Facebook & Twitter. And if you'd like Cassidy to take you to her prom, Jake, I'd say your odds are better than average. No shots, though.

 
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