Tuesday, July 23, 2002

This is the last thing I'm gonna say about this. Maybe.

Chris, hunny, Earle's lyrics (read them, please) do not praise Allah, describe the U.S. as the land of the infidel, etc., blah, blah. Those terms are surrounded by quotes in the lyrics. Earle created the kid's internal monologue based on what might have actually taken place. This isn't the first time that something like this has been done.

If it's un-American of him to do this, then we'll all just have to quit watching and listening to the news, reading the paper, or goddammit even quit blogging because I don't know about you, but I've heard more Arabic chants and praises to Allah in the past 10 months than a crack ho has cousins. I guess that makes me un-American.


Can we talk about something else now? I know -- Sex!
I'm an angel, which news my mother would find most amusing.


Which Goddess Are You?>


Just like the haloed and winged guardians of good, you truly have a heart of gold, sweet Angel. Whenever there's a chance to pitch in, save the day or just make life easier for the people around you, you're the one for the job.

You don't just jump in without planning — you use your angelic head to figure out how to do things right the first time, like only the most dependable goddesses can. Whether brainstorming a new solution to a problem, planning a surprise party for your parents, or lending your friends a wing to cry on, you've got the right instincts, so follow them whenever you can. As natural as it is for you to take care of the people around you, don't forget to treat yourself right, too. The best friendships, and loves, of a lifetime tend to blossom when you become your own guardian angel.

So don't listen to those who say nice girls finish last. People have always seen you as a goddess of thoughtfulness and good intentions, and it hasn't slowed you down a bit. All in all, Angel, you've got it made with your glowing attitude and ability to see from on high. So get out there and change the world!


Um. Okay.
Given that nobody else seems to have actually checked with Steve Earle, I'll tell you what he has to say on the subject:

"I'm happy with the way the song came out, but I'm nervous, not for myself, but I have taken some serious liberties with Walker, speaking as him, in his voice. I'm trying to make clear that wherever he got to, he didn't arrive there in a vacuum. I don't condone what he did. Still, he's a 20 year-old kid. My son Justin is almost exactly Walker's age. Would I be upset if he suddenly turned up fighting for the Islamic Jihad? Sure, absolutely. Fundamentalism, as practiced by the Taliban, is the enemy of real thought, and religion too. But there are circumstances. Walker was from a very bohemian household, from Marin County. His father had just come out of the closet. It's hard to say how that played out in Walker's mind. He went to Yemen because that's where they teach the purest kind of Arabic. He didn't just sit on the couch and watch the box, get depressed and complain. He was a smart kid, he graduated from high school early, the culture here didn't impress him, so he went out looking for something to believe in."

Eric, I'm with you on this one. There's a whole lot of knees jerking in Nashville right now, and it's so typical and ridiculous that I'm ever so slightly ashamed to have ever been affiliated with Music Row.