From today’s NYT article re: Nouvelle Country singer Gretchen Wilson :

Gretchen had a dip of Cherry Skoal chewing tobacco in her lip and was smoking a cigarette. She said: `John, I'm not the Barbie Doll type. I hope when I get a record contract someone will make a big deal about the girls I grew up with, working girls with three jobs who are raising the kids and who leave their Christmas lights up all year. Let's write an anthem for them.' "


How about an anthem for single people who live like they want. They are not Barbie Doll types either and are extremely grateful. Papers pile up a little and a bill or two is late but So What. In the Big Picture way. They eat like a King cause Kings eat what they want. Romance hasn’t died but Dating is for the Young and Pretense is too much like Work. Write an anthem for them.

Write something for Mothers who will always be kids. They always loved Projects and you can never get Too Good at sock puppets. They take their Kid Life and their Mom Life and knead them like dough until they expand and make more room. For Life, in the Big Picture way. Make it an anthem you can dance to.

Compose something about Nobility. People who take steps soundly, treading firmly to make dirt into paths. Someone who enjoys driving at night and listening to the radio, feeling connected to people in passing cars. “We are all on the highway”, Nobility thinks, “and that is good.” Write a song that stops them flipping the station and reminds them of being Young. Lift their Burden and show them where Noble began.

Write something for those of us Rolling in the Mud, not sticking in a finger. Lots of things rhyme with Mud - nud, zud, fud. They are not words, but they do rhyme. We Mud People get that and laugh. I’ll play the castanets and Betty can conduct. Make it a song we can sing while we dress every morning.

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