This is why progressives fail:
Senator Ted Cruz Has Forever Tainted The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Because God forbid somebody who doesn’t share your political beliefs like the same things you do but not for the same reasons you do, amirite? I mean, Bernie Sanders has gone on record as liking Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard, and God knows Sanders and I agree on precious few things politically, if we agree on anything at all. But does that taint them for me? No, no it does not. In a way, in fact, it makes Sanders kinda cool, more of a “regular Joe,” if you will. I know he’s not — let’s face it, by the time you get to the lofty position of United States Senator, you’re anything but a regular Joe — but some of the people who do make it that far are, shall we say, more relatable and down-to-earth than others, or at least have tastes that make them seem so.
But some people just can’t have that, it seems. No, if they find out that one of their political nemeses likes the same things they do, they can’t like it anymore because it makes them JUST LIKE the people they don’t agree with. I suppose you could call it the reverse of what we see so often with musicians and entertainers. Whatever you want to call it, it’s pretty fucking pathetic. And I would feel sorry for them…but no. Just, no. They deserve every bit of the existential angst that comes their way and then some, to say nothing of the political defeats that come their way just because they can’t shut the hell up. It sounds like a bleak, joyless existence indeed, and it couldn’t happen to a more deserving bunch.
On the Live At Gruene Hall album, as he goes into the band intro in the middle of “Wishing Well,” William Clark Green addresses the audience, saying, “It’s such a pleasure to play music for people who give a shit.”
Well, as a fan, I will certainly say the same for the artists down here that play OKOM — that is, that it’s such a pleasure to still have artists to listen to who give a shit. I first got into the Texas scene back in late 1999 and early 2000 with Pat Green, Cory Morrow, the Robison brothers, etc. That was without a doubt the beginning of my disillusionment with mainstream country music, but I can’t deny that there was a fair bit of, well, music that I thought was good even that late in the game — music from people who, well, gave a shit. Now we just have a constant stream of brainless auto-tuned party songs and pseudo-deep crap like “Dirt” and “You Should Be Here” that wouldn’t even have made a B-side once upon a time. (And even that is giving those songs more credit than they deserve, because some of the greatest songs in the history of popular music were B-sides.) I mean, really. I saw the reaction to Cole Swindell’s “You Should Be Here” on a Reddit thread not long after it came out, and people were talking about how amaaaaazing it was…
…and all I could think was, “Obviously none of these people have heard George Strait’s “Everything I See.'”
“…it’s such a pleasure to play music for people who give a shit.”
What does that say about mainstream country fans? Well, nothing that hasn’t already been said, really, in this space or anywhere else. As long as they get another shitty party-on-a-tailgate song that validates their vapid existence, they, well, just don’t give a shit, about the music itself or anything else.