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(These ideas are explicated in this sloppy manifesto)

Friday, September 12, 2003
 
Johnny Cash, dead at 71



If you go to this article, you'll read about the art and the influence. Buf if you want to hear the art and the influence, listen to Tom Petty singing background vocals as Johnny Cash makes I Won't Back Down his own.

The man had three careers, rockabilly, country, and the American Recordings made with rap producer Rick Rubin, surely the finest work in an amazing catalog. But he lived and died as a symbol of American indomitability--which is why Petty's I Won't Back Down is so perfectly his. The refusal to do anything any way but his own was in every cell of the man, every drop of sweat, every guttural growl from that incomparable voice.

Mainstream country radio is playing Johnny Cash today, for the first time in years, and a pox on all their houses. But Johnny Cash is auditioning for a new job. A celestial choir might be a fine thing, but up front there oughta be a Man in Black...


Thursday, September 11, 2003
 
09/11/03

Sadly enough, after just two years it's almost another quasi-religious military holiday, stripped of meaning by overt observance. How long until it becomes a Monday holiday?

They can still draw a crowd at Ground Zero, but the crowds at New York-New York are gone, demonstrating the remarkable power of a museum to turn heartfelt remembrance into utter nothing.

Moment for us, at least. We have a young friend, a professional Humvee crusher, who is by now making his way from Kuwait to Baghdad. Godspeed, Andy. And keep your fucking head down.

To those who died, two years ago today, requiescant in pace. But to those of us who live, we who must, nolens volens, carry this war back to the death cult that spawned it--Vivamus!--Let us live! It is the Greek in us they hate, the questioner, the doubter, the mind that refuses to submit and the body that refuses to kneel. If we dare to love what they hate, we will win.


Tuesday, September 09, 2003
 
Dave Barry on Warren Zevon

A touching piece from the Miami Herald:
He spent his last months mostly holed up in his apartment -- ''living out this low-budget-Elvis twilight,'' is how he described it to Hiaasen. But despite his doctors' predictions, he lived long enough to see the birth of his twin grandchildren, and he lived long enough to complete The Wind. He also lived long enough to see the album become a success, both with critics and the public. It will surely win him new fans -- people who might never have bought a Zevon album if he hadn't got all this publicity, for dying.

It may make him a bigger star than he ever was.

He'd have been amused by that.


Monday, September 08, 2003
 
Warren Zevon, RIP

Farewell to the greatest wit in Rock 'n' Roll songwriting. "I got to be the most (expletive-deleted) rock star on the block, at least on my block," [Zevon] said. "And then I got to be a sober dad for 18 years. I've had two very full lives."





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