One Hit Wonder, Why?

I am, in theory, a proponent of the concept that you should separate that artist from the art.  There is no correlation between brilliance and creativity, on the one hand, and a sense of morality, human decency and a pleasing personality on the other.

Assholeman

Assholeman

Ezra Pound, who wrote perhaps the most beautiful two lines of poetry ever:  “The apparition of these faces in the crowd, petals on a wet, black bough,” was a fascist piece of shit.  Bing Crosby beat the hell out of his kids.  Bill Cosby is a rapist.  Woody Allen is a child molester.  Mel Gibson is a racist nutcase.

It doesn’t matter.  Once their work is out there, it has a life of its own, and that belongs to the ages.  Or so I tell myself.  But, I was watching a Woody Allen film a week or so ago, where his brother-in-law, played by Alan Alda, is a successful Hollywood director and Allen is the neurotic, struggling, genius writer (as always)  and there are several sub-plots going on, classic Woody Allen stuff, and I flipped channels in the middle and watched something else because I couldn’t stop thinking “This guy touched up his little step-daughter in the attic.”

I’m not boycotting Woody Allen movies.  The allegations aren’t really clear, or proven,   and being a pervert doesn’t stop him from being a genius.  What if the stuff they said about Lewis Carroll were true?  Would we throw away Alice in Wonderland?  We  would not.  Still, it puts me off a bit and makes me look for something else.

Now, we have a new one to add to the list.  Afroman has put out quite a few albums but he’s basically a one hit wonder.  He’s the guy who wrote that “Because I Got High” song which was a big hit about 13 or 14 years ago, and is a hell of a lot of fun to do at Karaoke because everybody sings along and, often as not, somebody will offer you a toke afterwards.  I love that song.

And, you would think, somebody who loves the good herb so well would be a mellow dude, like Cheech and Chong, like Willie Nelson.  But, no.  Yesterday, in Biloxi, Mississippi, a woman danced up on stage, which was maybe a bit uncool, interfering with the show and all, but hey, it’s a party, it’s an entertainment event and she was having a good time.  She wasn’t a threat or anything.

Then, he turned around and punched her, hard, in the face.  Because, beneath it all, despite his artistry, he’s an asshole.

He’s out on bail, but I hope he goes to jail.  And I sure hope he doesn’t say he did this because he was high.

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