Monday

...walkin' the line.



Just rollin' with the studio theme of the last post, consider this.  If an inspiring young studio owner called Sam Phillips hadn't delivered the speech below - or at least some non Hollywood version of it - to a young Johnny Cash, we might never have known the legendary Man In Black.  Frankly, just the passing thought of missing out on those mean and moody stares, the sexual chemistry with June and foot stomping, yee-haw duets makes me want to Cry, Cry, Cry...

"If you was hit by a truck and you was lying out 
there in that gutter dying, 
and you had time to sing one song. Huh? 
One song that people would remember before you're dirt. 
One song that would let God know how you felt 
about your time here on Earth. 
One song that would sum you up. 
You tellin' me that's the song you'd sing? 
That same tune we hear on the radio all day, 
about your peace within, 
and how it's real, and how you're gonna shout it? 
Or... would you sing somethin' different. 
Somethin' real. Somethin' you felt. 
Cause I'm telling you right now, 
that's the kind of song people want to hear. 
 That's the kind of song that truly saves people. 
It ain't got nothin to do with believin' in God....
 It has to do with believin' in yourself." 

 - Sam Philips to Johnny Cash, Walk The Line