Ya know, I'm not exactly fresh from the farm when it comes to understanding how the entertainment business works. I get how, when you've got a new creative product to plug in an intensely competitive market, any press is good press. I get how stars and their publicists and journalists "creatively embellish" the truth to make for a better story. I know what people universally want to read about the most is gossip and dirt and tragedy, no matter their level of sophistication nor how hard they may deny it. I know that once you have been in the limelight and have received the considerable attention and benefits that stardom can provide, it can be excruciating to feel it slip away, and to know that there is nothing you can do to get back to where you once stood. I understand that business, any business, is made on the backs of many, and power and control is sexier than one million of the hottest bikini models each holding PIN numbers to fat untraceable bank accounts in the Bahamas.
However.
Using your recently-deceased bandmate's "planned memorial concert" to continue your passive-aggressive petty feud with a living bandmate via the press is just vile.
That's all.
Johnny Cash, "God's Gonna Cut You Down"
(Traditional)
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down.
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