Bash Bush, get a Grammy. Bash Bush, get an Oscar. Bush Bush, get a Nobel Prize. Seems the Decider is getting shafted in all these acceptance speeches. The Chicks owe him at least something for helping them turn a marginal CD into a Grammy winner.
Now it's true they've always been a little edgy but they were country nonetheless, employing banjo, fiddle and twang. But those bumpkin fans were just a steppin-stone to the real cusswords to power Chicks, who gave the finger to Nashville and hit the wide open spaces on their way to becoming Hollywood darlings.
Here's vintage chick-speak on why it was OK to ditch the fans who helped them to the top:
"I'd rather have a small following of really cool people who get it, who will grow with us as we grow and are fans for life, than people that have us in their five-disc changer with Reba McEntire and Toby Keith," Maguire said. "We don't want those kinds of fans. They limit what you can do."Alright, they may have a point on Reba, but I bet they had a few more early influences than just Stevie Nicks or Little Feat. Like perhaps some ole country folk who weren't really cool. Just guessing.
Why does it seem the more vocal anti-war folks, 1) like to use profanity to make their point, 2) exhibit marginal class and even less logic, and 3) seem overly impressed with themselves? The AQ enemy we fight in Iraq, and even the Mullahs in Iran, would not be so impressed with Ms. Maines. Matter of fact I'm quite confident they would strongly suggest a total body makeover for the entire band. Oh, shoot, I keep forgettin', Bush is the villain here.
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