Johnny Cash’s Tennessee house burned down Tuesday. Which would seem like a tragedy, on the surface. However, it seems that it had been sold to Barry Gibb, who was going to use it as a vacation home.
I was thinking about this this morning, and I think that one of two things happened: Either the house burned itself down or Johnny and June threw a match down from heaven. I mean, c’mon! Barry Gibb living in Johnny Cash’s house? The one he and June lived in from 1968 until their death? Barry Gibb? I mean, I find the Bee Gees amusing (see my disco post later this week), and Barry writes a decent song, but we’re talking about Johnny and June Carter Cash: One of the greatest love stories of American music! The songwriter(s) and singers of a ridiculous number of American music classics! Of course their house wasn’t going to be a vacation home. It should have been a freaking museum. At least.