When Josh Turner accompanied (Turner fans will get the pun) Scotty McCreery to Garner for the concert Saturday, it must have been quite a dream come true for the lad. I could just imagine, (and still do) if I'd made it as a recording artist and had had Elvis come. I really share his enthusiasm. Just hope the machine doesn't make him do too much of what he doesn't want to do.
In a sense, becoming an on air disc jockey playing someone else's songs was a sell out for me. But, then again, so was playing top 40 songs in a couple of the bands I fronted. It's difficult to find anyone who completely does not sell out. But if Scotty can sing a good number of things that are true to himself, he'll be fine. That's MY definition of success. You can sell all the records in the world, and fill the largest venues and still be empty, if you feel like you're selling out. Karen Carpenter wanted to be a rocker, but I can't imagine that. But what she did was nothing to be ashamed of.
I don't figure I need to be voting on American Idol even though there's a place inside me that hopes this kid does well. You wouldn't believe the number of people from Garner who've told me their version of "I knew him when." Well, we ain't past when just yet, but it sure looks like we're going to be.
Everyone knows I'm just not an American Idol fan, even though against all odds I have to admit they've produced some real talent. They've also produced something far less.
Good luck, kid
(picture Scotty at Garner Saturday courtesy A Scott Honeycutt)
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