Friday, March 28, 2003: newsobserver.com: A Dixie Chicks squawk
By BARRY SAUNDERS,
Staff Writer
Up until last week, my
buddy Maurice Moore said, he wouldn't have known a Dixie Chick from a Dixie cup.
Last week, though, after country music stations across the nation --
including WQDR-FM in Raleigh -- blacklisted the Dixie Chicks because one of them
spoke unflatteringly of President Bush, Maurice bought their latest CD.
"As a sign of support," he said when I asked why. Not support of
what they said, but "because they ought to have the right to free speech.
Isn't that what we're over there fighting for?"
Not exactly, Mo. I started to tell him we were actually over there fighting
for oil -- or because George Bush is trying to keep our minds off the dreadful
economy, but, hey, that's just one American's opinion.
Regardless of why our men and women are in Iraq fighting and dying, the
hypocrisy of the stations that have snipped the Chickie-poos from their already
narrow playlists is laughable.
Lisa McKay, WQDR program director, said in an interview in this paper that,
before one Chick said she was "ashamed" that Bush hailed from Texas,
the station was playing a Chicks song about once an hour.
I've got one question: Why, dadgummit?
The Chicks are OK, if you like your country music all prettied up and
citified, but once an hour is too much to play anybody not named Conway Twitty
or Hank Williams.
What galls is to hear station executives say they took the Chicks' music out
of rotation in response to listeners' requests.
That's bull. Anyone who listens to local radio knows stations do nothing in
response to listeners' requests. That's especially true of WQDR. If they did,
they would have, by now, honored my requests and played something by Conway,
Hank, George Jones or Charley Pride.
True, Hank and Conway are both dead, but being a living legend is no
guarantee that a station that bills itself as playing "today's best country"
will play your stuff: George Jones had a terrific album out a couple of years
ago, and I never heard a single cut on QDR.
One thing I did hear on television was Charley Pride and Johnny Cash
lamenting that they can't get anything new played on radio today. You reckon
they badmouthed the president, too?
In all fairness to QDR, it could have possibly slipped in some real country
while I was listening to something more enjoyable than "today's country"
-- something like the screeching sound of fingernails being scraped across a
blackboard.
Most of today's so-called country acts are, sadly, to borrow Hoyt Axton's
classic description, "all hat and no horse."
Lewis Grizzard, the late columnist from the Atlanta Constitution, once
disputed claims that Elvis was country by writing, "If Elvis is country,
then my butt is a typewriter."
Likewise, if most of these pretty boys -- an inordinate number of whom seem
to be named Tracy -- are country, then my own rather sizable one is a word
processor.
Here's an idea that would automatically improve radio of all formats: If we
could get Travis Tritt, Luther Vandross and a few other perennials to say
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