“If we could all sound the way we wanted to, we’d all sound like George Jones.” — Waylon Jennings
I treasure George Jones’ music. Here’s Nathan Rabin, absolutely nailing it:
I am, and always have been, a depressive. I probably always will be. It’s hardwired into my DNA. But there are tangible tools I can use to fight depression, like anti-depressants, therapy, exercise, pop culture, and having a strong support system. Most importantly, I can fight depression by limiting my exposure to tear-jerking George Jones ballads. I don’t mean that as an insult: When George Jones shoots for the heart, no one in popular music has better aim. He is country music’s heartbreak kid, the sultan of sadness, the prince of pathos, the duke of despair, the archduke of anguish, the titan of tearjerkers.
Ol’ George is 80 today. Tonight, let’s grab a shot and a beer and blast George Jones and sing along and all get sad together.
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