Tuesday, August 16, 2005

 

One Of The Judges Must Have Been French

I recently heard ‘The Devil Went Down To Georgia’ and I had an epiphany of sorts. After all these years of listening to that song I suddenly finally came to the conclusion that, in my opinion, The Devil beats Johnny fair and square. Now by no means am I an expert on fiddle battles, but it really wasn't a contest. Granted, The Devil had his band of Demons backing him up with a pretty funky groove, but it was the more technically complex and original of the two compositions.
So, let’s do the right thing, give The Devil back his golden fiddle and grant him possession of Johnny’s sole. After all, he earned it.

Comments:
As you've noted, we aren't made aware of the terms of the "battle" as it were, but typically the devil is defeated by mocking him (i.e.: The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis or perhaps Achtung Baby! by U2) or by disarming him with truth and/or love.

Also, if the judges were Georgia hillbillies(the most likely candidates given the setting), they would have, of course, sided with Johnny and his wholesome "Fire on the Mountain, Run, Boy, Run," and not that nefarious of all evils, rock and roll music.
 
Thank You Kirk!!! I have always stated that I believe the devil won the battle. But, the more I think about and analyze it, unfortunately I believe his victory is more of a personal preference as I don't think the two selections can properly be compared/contrasted since their styles are so different.

Oh Mephistopheles ...will you ever win?

The strange thing; I am a big fan of bluegrass (and absolutely hate country music), simply for the musicianship. If you ever have the chance, check out the Johnson Mt. Boys doing Orange Blossom Special. It's like the "Eruption" of fiddle playing. Reading that last sentence sounds unbelievably gay, but I'll stand by it.
 
I've I ways thought that if the Devil thought he was such a badass on the fiddle, he should have taken his tour bus into Texas. Because everyone knows that if you are gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band, and it don't hurt if you have Lyle Lovett either.

That lead guitar is hot, i.e Billy Gibbons or say...Stevie Ray, Edgar Winter, Boxcar Willie, Bob Marley, Ziggy Stardust, Etc...
but the fiddle player is a Texas necessity unless you are one of the aforementioned members of ZZtop, et. al.

Long Beards = No fiddle requirement.

(I know that Bob Marley is not really from Texas-Its Texarkana which everyone knows is in Utah)

Anyhow, the devil. You know the "red scaley demon with the bi-forcated tail and carrying a hay fork", he would have is Unholy panties in a bunch if he came with that Georgia Durty South Bullshit to Syrup Town (thats Houston y'all). That's right, I'm tippin'
and chunkin the deuce.

So I guess what I mean to say is in 3 parts.

1. The Devil may have made it close he might have even won in GA, but let him bring his A-game to Texas, and you have a different song altogether.

2. Lyle Lovett is maybe not the God, but he is a God.

3. Kippy can't spell Soul. "I got Soul but I'm not a soldier"
Even David Soul (T.V.'s Ken "Hutch" Hutchinson) would be a good clue.
Sometimes The Devil does compete for good soles. Like maybe some Air Force Ones, or some Retro Jordans. That could be the new song.

"The Devil Went Down To GA, he was looking for Soles to Steal. When he came across Tom Gugliotta and a 6 million dollar Nike deal."

Yea-uh....WHAT?....OKAAAAY!
 
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