currently wearing black

i never listened to johnny cash much, until about a year ago. I kinda picked it up, and made some sort of connection with his selfloathing rockabilly songs about being down and out or hardworking in some rustic part of the country. I guess everyone feels alone and angry, woeful, beaten, sometimes....or maybe more. Maybe half of ones life, for a lot of people. I can remember my dad hearing his tracks being played on the radio, imparticularly "boy named sue," and my dad explaining his lyrics in elementary terms. I think my dad had a mild obsession with him as a kid/teen (maybe i could be reading into it a bit much), but never really wanted to get me on the bandwagon i guess....probably because of the content of some the songs, or maybe they were personal to him, or maybe my mom was just bitchy. i dont know. But i can always picture that gaze he gets when listening to music like johnny cash's. Even though some of his songs are really fictional or about drug abuse (etc), and often sound kind of upbeat....somehow they really connect with my dad....he likes really old country music....most recently ive seen my dad look like this when he discovered Metallica's "unforgiven II." That was a weird week. He also likes their new album...but that is besides the point. Johnny Cash is dead. I dont know about his faith, accept for the fact that he had fought with it......but now he is in Gods headlights. whatever the fuck that means. Whats weirde is that yesterday i was watching an old "Columbo" episode, and Johnny Cash was the guest star.

I think i would listen to cash's "sunday morning coming down" as a tribute.

john ritter is dead too. charles bronson died the other day...........3 seems more of a crowd right now.