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Ten Times the Smiths Predicted What Texas Would Become Forty Years Early
They were quite prophetic
It’s been a strange week. One day after I finally wrote a story highlighting something positive about Texas, I was compelled to follow up with one about two negative things. Since then, at least three more rant-worthy items have caught my attention, but I just can’t write about them.
Multi-million-dollar high school football stadiums, book bans, crime skyrocketing almost as fast as housing prices, and the heat, my God, the heat are enough to make anyone despair, though my hope is to be able to balance things out with a positive Texas story for every one that makes my head explode. I also hope Arsenal will win the Premier League again someday and Springsteen will play my birthday party before I die. Hope springs eternal.
For the final Saturday of August (and good riddance to this month), rather than another rant, I thought I would give an assessment of things here in the Great State of Confusion using music appropriate to the situation. But is there a band or artist that can serve as a soundtrack to the current state of my State? Certainly not Springsteen…far too hopeful. Not Social Distortion or Judas Priest…not nearly angry enough (let that sink in for a minute). I thought I might have to abandon the whole idea.
