Freaky things happen every now and again. Last night, as I went to sleep, I was listening to one of my favourite songs by U2 and Johnny Cash, called The Wanderer. I was listening to it more so because I love some of the lyrics and I relate to some of them here in Honduras, regarding religion (he’s quite critical about it) and “the search for experience”.
I woke up today to hear it was eight years since Johnny Cash passed away. I absolutely loved his music. He was a brilliant lyricist with balls, something of a traumatic soul, that brought him many fans. He wrote songs and didn’t waste a lyric on anything that wasn’t worth mentioning. Like yesterday regarding September 11, I would like to pay my respects to a genius. One of the best American song writers ever, Johnny Cash.
I am now going to include a video of The Wanderer. I remember when it came out. It was the last track on the U2 Zooropa album and it was the day I fell in love with Johnny Cash. I was only 13 at the time and classmates were listening to stuff like Vanilla Ice, Kris Kross and East 17. Funnily enough, those artists have become something of a cult themselves. I stood out like a sore thumb, liking dark talents like Johnny Cash. None of the other kids understood it. They probably still don’t. Today I still love the song. It’s been one of my favourites for many years. My Uncle and Aunty bought me a limited edition set of all his new, old and rare songs one Christmas and I keep it treasured. It has The Wanderer on it too. I am going to include a version of the song, sang at a Johnny Cash tribute concert by Bono.