Given the floor wiping Kamala Harris gave the Kleptocrat at Tuesday’s debate, I was going to give you “Cathy’s Clown” for today’s earworm. All you’d have to do is change Kathy to Kamala and the Everly Brothers classic would be, well, classic.
But then the
Kleptocrat booked a venue for one of his rallies in Tucson, Ariz., that got
some attention. Tucson is pop-country-rock-classical-big band jazz-new age-folk-mariachi
goddess Linda Ronstadt’s hometown and the venue is the Linda Ronstadt Music
Hall.
Ronstadt’s not
having it. Viz: the statement she released yesterday, with a few words for Vance, as well.
Before she retired
in 2011, with a diagnosis of Parkinson’s disease (later re-evaluated to
progressive supranuclear palsy), Ronstadt build a stellar career in all the
above-mentioned genres; she pretty well owned the last three decades of the 20th
Century musically.
I’ve been a fan
since her Stone Poneys days; she’s essentially sung every stage and incident of
my life. I can remember walking along Colorado Boulevard (the main drag in
Pasadena) with tears streaming down my face as I listened to “Long, Long Time”
and wallowed in the pain of a (lost) first love. I’ve cycled through “Different
Drum”, “Tracks of my Tears”, “Prisoner in Disguise”, “Desperado”, “Farther
Along”, “Heat Wave”, "Just One Look" and dozens more.
She’s also been an
activist all her life—advocating against the Iraq War and for the environment,
LGBQT+ rights, immigration policies and support for the arts.
In short—the woman
is a goddamn national treasure and you can see this in statement and the photo
she chose to accompany it.
In less than 48
hours, Taylor Swift and Linda Ronstadt lined up against the Republican ticket,
two cultural icons, two “childless” cat ladies, two superstars joining Kamala
Harris. And I am here for it.
So today we’re
having “You’re No Good”—and you know whom we mean.
Crank up the volume.
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