Did anyone else see the poem "The Denunciation of Ricky Skaggs From On High” in the 2010 Oxford American music issue? I've been reading the issue (and listening to the awesome CD that accompanies it) for a few weeks now, and just got to the poetry section at the end where I was surprised to see this piece. I gotta say it is pretty bold, and funny if you happen to agree with the author's point of view about Ricky's recent output. It begins thusly:
No more light strumming of your mandolin
and the whispered tone and the sap-
happy featherweight songs in my honor.
Ricky no more treacly bull####, I actually
rose up from the dead. Do you understand
what that means exactly.
You'll have to get a copy of the magazine to see the rest!
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