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Well, it's Inauguration Day. Security will essentially turn DC into a police state straight out of a John Carpenter film. Strange, I thought that GW was making us safer.
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Speaking of strange, why is it that Americans who identify themselves as 'conservative' strenuously support a system that is built on waste and excess capacity? And why do so many conservative 'Christians' strenuously support a system that runs just about opposite to the actual things that Christ had to say?
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Why is it that the music made by folks like Gillian Welch, Neko Case, Iris DeMent and Allison Kraus--which reveals a far more direct lineage to the giants of the genre (Cash, EmmyLou, Hank, etc.)-- gets tagged with the label "alt-country" while what passes for modern "country" sounds indistinguishable from Budweiser jingles circa 1986? That is to say: overamplified telecaster twang ninth rate Mellencamprok with a 2/4 beat that's considered "country" by dint of the comically exaggerated hick drawl of the vocal. Music that's as empty as the expression you'll get from a Toby Keith fan when you ask him if he's ever heard of George Jones--let alone the Louvin Brothers.
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Why, lookee the time. C. JoDI is going on another trip with the family, this time to the Big Easy to visit L's great-grandmother. Gonna try to catch us a parade, too.
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Speaking of strange, why is it that Americans who identify themselves as 'conservative' strenuously support a system that is built on waste and excess capacity? And why do so many conservative 'Christians' strenuously support a system that runs just about opposite to the actual things that Christ had to say?
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Why is it that the music made by folks like Gillian Welch, Neko Case, Iris DeMent and Allison Kraus--which reveals a far more direct lineage to the giants of the genre (Cash, EmmyLou, Hank, etc.)-- gets tagged with the label "alt-country" while what passes for modern "country" sounds indistinguishable from Budweiser jingles circa 1986? That is to say: overamplified telecaster twang ninth rate Mellencamprok with a 2/4 beat that's considered "country" by dint of the comically exaggerated hick drawl of the vocal. Music that's as empty as the expression you'll get from a Toby Keith fan when you ask him if he's ever heard of George Jones--let alone the Louvin Brothers.
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Why, lookee the time. C. JoDI is going on another trip with the family, this time to the Big Easy to visit L's great-grandmother. Gonna try to catch us a parade, too.
4 Comments:
because the sky is blue. because they can. because i said so. any of those answers sound familiar? because i plan to put the biscotti into the priority mail box while it's still warm. that's why.
colena
Oops! Spelled my own name wrong... Serves me right, doesn't it? i'm just trying to shake you up a bit. even if you get mad at me, it'll give you something else to concentrate on.
i mean well,
collena
Dearest C, it took me long enough to acknowledge your excellent post, and to tell you once again that you capture that whole eloquent, witty anger milieu like a champion. Good on you, son. :)
If you have a password to the NY Times website, see if you can still catch Joyce Purnick's Metro Matters column, in which she parses the inaugural speech and notes that GW's idea of freedom doesn't seem to include freedom to pay the rent, freedom to not go hungry, freedom to not have to choose between groceries or medicine for your kids, etc. It's a beaut.
If modern country is getting you down, I suggest you buy or borrow a copy of Mr. Show on DVD and watch the sketch about blowing up the moon, featuring the modern-country vocal stylings of Bob Odenkirk as C.S. Lewis, Jr. I guarantee you that every time Toby Keith shows up somewhere, you'll hear CSL Jr singing the "hey, there, monkey" song, and you will laugh and laugh.
xoxo
Bakerina
yes that photo is endlessly haunting but i will and you must keep perspective beyond the world's infinite sorrow. we humans are halfway between the infinite and the infintessimal, this is the original sin with wh we all are born. so much pain, so much love, so much water all around: sink tread or swim, each of us has a responsibility to not despair but instead to muddle through somehow.
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