DAILY SOUNDTRACK

HOW TO SURVIVE THE PITCHFORK

Right off I’ve got to admit… today’s Daily Soundtrack may qualify as “Bait & Switch.”

Your expectation may have been that I’m going to provide some techniques for you to avoid good ol’ Beelzebub and eternal damnation, torment & a generally unpleasant eternity.

There’s no lesson here and no technique involved. You just don’t have to worry about it. Live your life. Be good because it’s the right thing to do. Big picture, it makes society better. Personally, it makes your life better because you don’t carry around the burden of being a shitty person. Sure there’s a bunch of creepizoids in the world who feel no guilt, regret or remorse even if they are terrible terrible terrible human beings (I can think of one in particular and funnily enough, the same dude just popped into your mind) but doing right is good. You shouldn’t need the reward and/or punishment of Heaven or Hell to be a decent person. If you do, you need to take a serious look at yourself.

I was watching a documentary on Robert Johnson tonight. It didn’t reveal anything that I hadn’t read or heard 50 times over… but it did do one thing. It repeated the “Crossroads” story a number of times. What a fun story! What a legend! What a crock. He disappears for a year and a half and returns to the scene as an amazing guitar player. “I can’t explain it,” say the players of the day, “he must have sold his soul to the devil!”

How about he practiced. Day in and day out. Hours on end. For 500 hundred days straight.

He had the physical capacity. He had the mental acuity. He had the imagination.

And his reward.

The Devil made him do it.

You could say the same thing for almost anyone who steps out of the limelight and returns with a great piece of work.

He didn’t limit himself, but people insist on limiting his accomplishment.

HOW TO SURVIVE THE PITCHFORK. IGNORE IT.

ROBERT JOHNSON – HELLHOUND ON MY TRAIL

I’m guessing that this song scared the crap out of people when they heard it the first time. I am also guessing that he didn’t mean a literal “Hellhound.” Why not a Hellcat? Those little fuckers are mean and can ambush you silently… you can hear a hound coming from a mile away. Perhaps Johnson was referring to a life that was catching up to him. Or maybe he didn’t write the song and learned it from someone else. Who knows? Cool song. Great story. Not real.

RED DEVILS – DEVIL WOMAN

Holy smoke and sulphur!!! Here’s a band with Devil in their name singing a song with Devil in the Title. They are doomed. They might as well bend over and wait for Satan to sneak up behind them. l mean ALL of them. Double Devil results in hell for everyone in the group. Oh, and the record company. Oh and the listener. You’re going to hell just for reading this.

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SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERS – HELL

I’ll just leave this here for you. Your future. In hell. Goodnight.

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