Laughlin Entertainer One glance and you can see this is no Brad Paisley you have on your hands. Not even a paisley pattern to be found here. It’s more like a tattoo with ink that tells a tale of hard-rockin,’ no-apologies country music that has traded in its twang for a gravelly growl. It’s freight-train-to-nowhere lonely at times. It’s Bakersfield staring down Nashville with hints of Zeppelin. It’s not George Strait; it’s George Bent. We’re talking Gary Allan. “I’ve never pushed for a certain image. I’ve just always done my own thing,” Allan has stated in previous interviews. “I think every record sort of reflects where I’m at, and I’ve made a ton of changes this year, just mentally and in how I’m approaching everything.”