My friend (and sometimes CC blog commenter) Rawlins Gilliland is a Texan to the marrow, and one of the most cosmopolitan people I know. I've recommended his public radio commentaries before, encouraging you to savor his storytelling style, and his rich, old-school Texas accent. Today, he really outdoes himself, in an ode to Latin music and its role in his life. Here's the link to the transcript and to the audio; don't bother going here unless you're going to listen to the broadcast. It's one of the best things you'll do all day, trust me.
Rawlins loves Latin music
Wednesday October 14, 2009
Categories: Ah, Texas
Filed Under: Latin music, Rawlins Gilliland
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Rod Dreher is an editorial columnist for the Dallas Morning News, and author of "Crunchy Cons" (Crown Forum), a nonfiction book about conservatives, most of them religious, whose faith and political convictions sometimes put them at odds with mainstream conservatives. The views expressed in this blog are his own.
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"I've recommended his public radio commentaries before"
Wasn't it just yesterday that you wrote "Because every time I see that sticker, I hear the hectoring, NPR-ish voice of a secular liberal ..."
Anyway, thanks for the link. I know nothing about Latin music and had not heard of Mr Gilliland before, but I enjoyed listening to his story.
it's a big world out there.
there's no law that says that a missouri farmer can't love traditional gypsy ballads, or that nova scotian reels can't touch something inside the soul of a tokyo banker.
music (and food) (and art) are the great erasers. they, better than anything, rub out the lines between who is supposed to be 'us' and who is supposed to be them. if we ever think, well so-and-so is for them, not us, it usually raises a yellow flag.
something will tell a white country person that shopping in a vietnamese grocery store in the city is not for her. even though they too sell milk and eggs and produce and ketchup. or that it's a phenomenon that 100,000 new yorkers go out to central park to enjoy a garth brooks concert.
makes you wonder who, or what, is making all of these artificial barriers for us. and why we choose so often to observe them.
I appreciate the comments above, and especially the thoughtful CAP post's broad observations.
To be honest, this piece was, more than most, a labor of love. And what makes me the happiest today is that a lot of listeners 'got' that. And what makes me appreciate Rod posting this thread the most is that Rod refers to this music's 'role in (his) life'. Which was exactly the point. The WHOLE point. That this music has been to me my path to the light. And had I never realized that, I'd have been suffering a private hunger that would deprive me of spiritual oxygen.
So there you have it. Some would think it odd that Rod on a Conservative Religious blog would post my work. Rod remains the intellectual anomaly in a world of frightful, clawing, sociopathic partisans of either ilk. And an increasingly important voice or reason. A social conservative man, capable of robust romantic response to life's multiplicity. Like the music in this piece.
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