Saturday, January 08, 2011
3 Chords & the Truth: Desperate for d'lovely
Pardon me if I'm a bit fed up with shooting and anger and death and strife and mayhem.
It was a bad week in Omaha. You've heard why.
I don't know about you, but I've got to get away, and I'm doing my best to take 3 Chords & the Truth with me this week. I thought I'd start off about half a century or so ago and take it from there -- "there" being a time and place where we at least pretended to be civilized, and kids shooting up schools were unheard of.
An era of madmen could do worse than drowning its sorrows with a hi-fi full of Mad Men music.
Like I said, that's our starting point this week on the Big Show.
TO TELL YOU the truth, if all our popular culture can conjure anymore is booty calls, bling and poppin' caps in random ass, I may just take up permanent residence in the Wayback Machine. I gotta get away.
We gotta get away. We gotta learn a new way of living before all we know is dying.
I'll think about that later. Now I need to remember that times were simpler -- not perfect . . . just not quite as insane as today's default existence. Now I need to remember when lovely trumped angry, at least in the culture's official box score.
Back during a time when I still could be shocked.
I need to get away for a bit. Yes, indeed. I'm reckoning you do, too.
FOR SOME of you, this week's 3 Chords & the Truth will be a trip to a familiar and beloved destination, one where the rough edges have been smoothed out by the amazing grace of passing time. For others of you, it might be a journey of discovery.
But, at any rate, it ain't here. It ain't the fresh tragedies of a new year -- 2011 -- when you'd think we'd know better.
Welcome to a touch of class from years long past. Back when men wore hats . . . and it was really bad form to bust a cap in your neighbor's ass.