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CMA–Hillbilly Nobel Prize

Or maybe not. I mean, Country Music isn’t definitively inferior to Rock or whatever. The vast majority of music doesn’t last one human lifetime, and a lot of what does survive really shouldn’t have. And I don’t hate southerners, or people from rural areas, no matter how much somebody or a lot of somebodies might richly deserve it. I would have to disown everybody I know. I actually learned a lot of country songs by heart. Wild Side Of Life, All For The Love of A Girl, (Johnny Horton had some good love songs and a lot of jingoistic military propaganda/indoctrination songs which were just plain crap), Mountain Dew, Outlaw of the Ozarks… I even wrote my own lyrics to Dueling Banjoes (well there ain’t no words to this here song, and i always thought that’s kind of wrong, so I made up some of my very own… for dueling banjoes…. it’s poetic license… like Johnny Cash did… at Folsom Prison… when he sang a song about killin’ a man… in Nevada.. then doing his time… in a California pen-i-ten-tiary…. at Folsom Prison…. that’s not Nevada…) And I don’t know when the CMA show comes on, but it’s soon. And I think about Billy Ray Cyrus. Who is famous for one thing other than selling his kid to Disney Studios, “where childhood goes to die”… he sang a song called Achey breaky heart and for some reason got a CMA. Yes, the song is stupid. Not much of a disadvantage in music. There IS about 708 cubic kilometers of bullshit music stacking up.

But the whole Ache-y Break-y Heart theme (his only real hit) getting a recognition like a CMA was too much for my head. Plus I was working at a bowling alley in Ft Worth at the time and they had on the speakers, constantly, a Top 40 Country station and that means, in plain english, you got the same 40 songs over and over and over and over… I estimate that in an 8 hour shift I heard that stupid damn song 7 times. It wasn’t until later, much much later.. that he sold young Miley to Disney.

And that was the cruddy crusty frosting on the cake. It was at that moment I had an epiphany. I learned, by osmosis, that people don’t have any taste and would buy just any shit somebody else is selling.

That’s happier than my next post.

Brother Jonah
Recovering Texan. Christian while and at the same time Anarchist. (like Tolstoy only without the beard, for now) Constantly on the lookout for things which have relevance to things I already know. Autistic. Proud to be Ex- air force. Out of the killing machine for 27 years 4 months and 5 days woohoo! So like where is the link to update my picture?
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