I always feel like every musician I know of belongs to Memphis, even if they've never lived in Memphis. Maybe it's because without this city and it's amazing history/culture, rock'n roll wouldn't exist. If those sharecroppers hadn't wanted a better way of life in the city, we wouldn't have this wonderful music.
When I look at the tourdates of my favorites, I get offended when there aren't any Memphis dates. They should make a point of playing a show here. I'm not being ridiculous, right? I know this is a tough city to make it in because the people who actually care about music are really picky and some of them are elitists to the extreme, but everyone I listen to is so talented and could easily make it here if they just took the time to do it.
On another note, I don't know if any of you watch The First 48 Hours on A&E, but that show makes me sad and intrigues me all at once. It saddens me to watch the Memphis episodes because most of the murderers on that show are babies, they can't be more than 24 years old and they're already out there killing because they don't see any other way out of their situation.
It's so sad.
I can't stand it. I had to turn the channel the other night because I was in tears by the end of it, not only because someone lost their wife, but because these are kids out there killing, kids who could have had a bright future had they had someone helping them along when they were kids.
Reality sucks. I'm so glad that I can just escape into a movie or a book or something that I'm writing. Thank God.
Good things are happening to me and I've got my foot in the door. YAY!
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