I wrote this piece for PopMatters when Johnny Cash died in September 2003 — so long ago. I thought i’d reshare — not for any other reason than I like the piece and I’m in an essay-writing mode.
The Man in Black
It would be too easy to call him an everyman, too cliché, too trite.
And yet, that is what he was, an everyman, a singer and songwriter who plumbed our souls and made each of us real and alive in his music.
Johnny Cash, country icon and rock and roll founder, died Friday of complications from diabetes, leaving behind nearly 50 years of remarkable music and a legacy of innovation.
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