Alan Jackson

Fire, air and water take three of his ten planets each, and earth a single one. Earth is the element that plants itself and refuses to be moved, and there is almost none of it here. Jackson sings and writes songs, and the record calls him a traditionalist through the whole of country music's pop era.

The Sun sits at twenty four degrees of Libra with Venus further back in the sign, and Mercury, Jupiter and Neptune sit inside six degrees of Scorpio, which is a very tight group. The Moon sits on the final fourteen minutes of Sagittarius, so Capricorn cannot be ruled out without a birth hour. Libra attends to what everybody else is doing; Scorpio declines to follow it. Holding one position while an entire genre moved around him is those two signs in exactly that order.

Mercury sits at an uneasy angle to Mars five hundredths of a degree short of exact, about as close as two planets get, so speech is permanently just out of true with drive. The two are held in a yod with the Moon that never resolves. Venus stands at a strained angle to that same Mars at under a third. Mars, retrograde at his birth, is the one planet facing the other way, which turns the drive inward. In a songwriter, speech permanently out of true with drive is the friction a plain style gets made from.

Jupiter came the whole way round to its Scorpio starting point on 16 November 2017, at fifty nine, two months after Saturn had closed its own second lap. Scorpio asks what was refused, and four laps precede it. For somebody whose record is defined by what he declined to follow rather than by what he chased, that is almost exactly the right question. A tight Scorpio group with one planet in earth is where the refusing happened, and it was never a matter of simply digging in.