Friday, November 18, 2005

I’M A FREE-BORN MAN OF THE USA

Words again.

“The Cadillac stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advice
'Hot-wire her with a pin' “

As much as Shane liked to play that he didn’t care about fuck all, words like this are no accident.

Words like this make it all the sadder that he got ensnared by a mythology as pissant as the whole “bardic Irish drunk" thing.

Because to write a line like “the tinker boys they hissed advice” takes work.

Sober work— not in the dry sense, but in the sense of a serious sit-down approach to a craft.

A line that evocative and metric can only come from someone who gives a fuck.

Go listen to The Body of an American this weekend.

Go read it too…

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