I cannot let the passing of the best country music singer ever go unmentioned. GEORGE JONES passed away yesterday. He was larger than life and had a voice that could express all the pain and excess of that life. That voice was the real star, the way it bent the notes.
I was in Japan some years back in a real karaoke bar. It was an unreal experience, the lights, the drinks and a private booth for our party. There was a lot of pressure to sing the right song. After what seemed like forever thumbing through the catalog of songs to choose from, I stumbled across the perfect song: GEORGE JONES‘ “She Thinks I Still Care”.
“The bars are all closed. It’s four in the morning. I must have shut ’em all down. By the shape that I’m in. I lean my head on the wheel. And the horn begins honkin’. The whole neighborhood knows that I’m home drunk again.”
C’mon, we’ve all been there.