Johnny Cash, We hardly knew yeposted by lunchstealer on Fri 12 of Sep, 2003 [13:18]
OK. At least I hardly knew him. Growing up in a small town in South Carolina, I made a decision pretty early on to separate myself from all things redneck-related. Unlike almost all my peers, I didn't watch The Dukes of Hazard. And from an early age, I garnered a strong distaste for country music.
Well, for the most part, I was right. To this day I'm more into Progressive Rock than Country. Actually that's an understatement. I still frickin hate that crap they play on the Wolf.
Now, in accordance with Sturgeon's Law, most genre are mostly crap. But if they're mostly crap, then they're also slightly good. So there are artists and performances out there that kick ass. Johnny Cash was such an artist, and he passed away yesterday at the age of 71.
When Trent Resnor sang 'Hurt' he was angry Avant Garde guy. When Johnny Cash covered it, he was a guy who was 70 years old, and was looking back on a life of drugs, alcohol, and pain.
Here's to you, Johnny. May you be in Heaven half an hour 'fore the Devil knows you're dead.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Part II of my series where I recover various rants from blogs past. Without further ado, from September of '03, my long-distance elegy to The Man in Black.
When at peace, prepare for war. When at war, prepare to party! Apparently, Congress had a little line-item in the 2006 budget to allow the Pentagon to spend $20,000,000 to celebrate victory in Iraq and Afghanistan. Well, that turned out to be a little premature, so they've re-upped that approval, for 2007. And they promise we'll get to spend it this time. For realsies. This isn't like that time they promised to give back that copy of The Big Lebowski they borrowed. Really, we're going to have a victory party. And who doesn't like victory?