Today I listened to a different radio station than the usual. Wife is out of town, driving the Exploder, and I’m driving her honda in the interim.

So I listen to one of the two decent stations her stereo can get clearly, and I hear the opening chords of a song I’ve loved for soooo long, Landslide, by Stevie Nicks. It sounds strange at first, but I attribute that to the very small speakers in the car.

Then, then, it starts. The Dixie chicks are singing Stevie’s song.

Now, I don’t give a shit about the dixie chick’s politics. I like a few of their songs; but this, this is heresy. Stevie, with her clear sharp smooth vocals, stevie made those songs hit you in the heart, made them sink into your flesh like the edge of a razor, they wounded you and you thanked her and you kept listening no matter what.

And now, I cannot get this out of my head:

“En ah Saw mah reflexxion en a snoaw kuvvered heal, teal a laaan slyde brung me dowen”

They. Must. Die. Nothing can be more wrong than taking a song so perfect and make it a trailer trash anthem. Fuck them and the horse they rode in on and fuck the agent that agreed to let them record that song. My God Almighty.