May 21, 2024
My good friend Steve Todd took this photo at Barnes & Noble in Albququerque: Taylor Swift and Bass Reeves side by side!
Great rack position. If you see us behind other magazines it is your job to pull us out and put us in this place. Thank you.
Yesterday I did a riff on Jukebox Politics and had some major fun playing off the cultural extremes at play on the radio in the 1960s. This prompted Craig Schepp to chide me for not giving the Hibbing, Minnesota Bard his due:
"Oh, the history books tell it, they tell it so well
The cavalries charged, the Indians fell
The cavalries charged, the Indians died
Oh, the country was young with God on its side"
—Bob Dylan, With God On Our Side
"And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
On a pale afternoon
"I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead"
—Bob Dylan, Masters of War
"Outside, in the distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl"
—Bob Dylan, All Along The Watchtower
"Now he's just an old man that nobody believes
Says he's a gunfighter the last of this breed
And there's ghosts in the street seekin' revenge
Callin' him out to the lunatic fringe
He's out in the traffic now checking the sun
And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun"
—Johnny Cash, The Last Gunfighter Ballad
The legendary Mohave Country cowboy and gunfighter, Tap Duncan, was run over by a car off Route 66 in 1946. Damn!
"Tin Soldiers and Nixon coming, we're finally on our own this summer I hear the drumming...four dead in OHIO. Gotta get down to it, soldiers are cutting us down, what if you knew her and found her dead on the ground, how can you run when you know?" la la la la la la la la...Four dead in Ohio"
—Neil Young, Four Dead In Ohio
"The eastern world it is explodin'...violence flaring, bullets loadin', you're old enough to kill...but not for votin' you don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'? and even the Jordan river has bodies floatin' But you tell me over and over n over again my friend You don't believe, we're on the eve of destruction!"
—Barry McGuire, Eve of Destruction
Okay, Barry, it's been sixty years since you sang that. I think, at the very least, this is turning out to be a very long evening?
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