Just Asking

On a light raining, 45-degree December late night, I ask:

Why is there a Wanda Sykes show? Or, for that matter, a Wanda Sykes?

Why would anyone plunk down their hard-earned cash, or even their easily-earned cash, for a Kenny Alphin album?

Does Garth Brooks think those staredown publicity mug shots of him give him an air of edginess? Yeah, sure, he's a real outlaw.

Not two years later, but from Day One I wanted to puke when I saw that Robert Plant was doing some recording with Allison Krauss. I knew what was coming. Any time someone from the rock field slums their way into the country music neighborhood, the bowdowns and hosannas just never stop. As if it is so wonderful that some washed-up rocker would want to humble himself by stepping on a country music stage.

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