Kris Kristofferson vs. Toby Keith, 2003, as told by Ethan Hawke in Rolling Stone.
STANDING BACKSTAGE AT THE BEACON Theatre in New York, leaning against a crumbling brick wall in the dark, I could barely see Kris Kristofferson standing to my left. Willie Nelson was in the shadows to my right. Ray Charles was standing beside Willie, idly shifting his weight back and forth. A bit farther along the wall were Elvis Costello, Wyclef Jean, Norah Jones, Shelby Lynne, Paul Simon and respective managers, friends and family. Everybody was nervous and tight. We were there for Willie Nelson’s 70th birthday concert in 2003.
Up from the basement came one of country music’s brightest stars (who shall remain nameless). At that moment in time, the Star had a monster radio hit about bombing America’s enemies back into the Stone Age.
“Happy birthday,” the Star said to Willie, breezing by us. As he passed Kristofferson in one long, confident stride, out of the corner of his mouth came “None of that lefty shit out there tonight, Kris.”
“What the luck did you just say to me?” Kris growled, stepping forward.
“Oh, no,” groaned Willie under his breath. “Don’t get Kris all riled up.”
“You heard me,” the Star said, walking away in the darkness.
“Don’t turn your back to me, boy,” Kristofferson shouted, not giving a shit that basically the entire music industry seemed to be flanking him.
The Star turned around: “I don’t want any problems, Kris – I just want you to tone it down.”
“You ever worn your country’s uniform?” Kris asked rhetorically.
“What?”
“Don’t ‘What?’ me, boy! You heard the question. You just don’t like the answer.” He paused just long enough to get a full chest of air. “I asked, ‘Have you ever served your country?’ The answer is, no, you have not. Have you ever killed another man? Huh? Have you ever taken another man’s life and then cashed the check your country gave you for doing it? No, you have not. So shut the fuck up!” I could feel his body pulsing with anger next to me. “You don’t know what the hell you are talking about!”
“Whatever,” the young Star muttered.
Ray Charles stood motionless. Willie Nelson looked at me and shrugged mischievously like a kid in the back of the classroom.
Kristofferson took a deep inhale and leaned against the wall, still vibrating with adrenaline. He looked over at Willie as if to say, “Don’t say a word.” Then his eyes found me.
“You know what Waylon Jennings said about guys like him?” he whispered.
I shook my head.
“‘They’re doin’ to country music what pantyhose did to finger-fuckin’.”
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I have been waiting for Toby Keith to die for a long time. May country music breathe a collective sigh of relief.
I don't think it can be understated, the impact Toby Keith had on country music. He utilized the grief of millions to politicize country music and vilify brown people around the world. He encouraged his fans in the misogynistic attack against The Chicks when they were one of the few country acts that stood up against Bush.
There would be no Jason Aldean without Toby Keith. That's his legacy. Hope he suffered, hope he rots.
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source - https://twitter.com/tobykeith
Oh Dang, this was so sad to see!
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oh that man died? lemme just remind y'all of this thesis
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Remembering Toby Keith
When Toby was young his grandmother owned Billie Garner's Supper Club in Fort Smith, Arkansas where he became interested in the musicians who came there to play. He did odd jobs around the supper club and started getting up on the bandstand to play with the band. He got his first guitar at the age of eight.
Born Toby Keith Covel on July 8, 1961 and died on February 5, 2024 at the age of 62
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This sucks. Dude loved his country, respected our military and the dude sure could sing. Rest in peace.
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As someone who enjoys a well-written and well-performed country song, today is a good day. No more jingoistic country, time to again sing about murdering your boss
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Toby Keith died yesterday! Of stomach cancer so it was probably extremely painful! Why is this something to be happy about? TK was one of the main faces of the post-9/11 country music shift to nationalism, bootlicking, republican Jesus, and songs about mindless consumption of beer/trucks/women. He was the LOUDEST voice in the mainstream country music scene of the 00s, shilling for corporate interests, war, and the police state. His songs dipped with racism(beer for my horses was practically a call to action for lynchings), jingoism(Courtesy of the Red White and Blue, American Soldier, etc), and mindless toeing of the GOP and corporate line (American Ride). His era furthered the gentrification of the "rural working class aesthetic" that had begun during the "Hat Act" era of the 90s and accelerated the the identity politics of big trucks, blaming minorities for societal issues, and general xenophobia and bigotry. I am generally not one to wish suffering on others and his death does not do anything to solve the issues he helped create but at least he's dead and it was probably excruciating.
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