Chucky en la Ciudad de la Primavera Eterna

If this were Twitter or Facebook, I'd be reporting:

Sitting here listening to Chuck Prophet's new album ¡Let Freedom Ring!

The "making of" story is a good one -- see what I mean by checking out the video.

As Prophet's sound becomes more and more palatable for the masses, his sentiment keeps him apart from the mainstream. It seems hopeful that he'll finally be able to cash in without selling out in terms of sound or message. The majority of comments out there reaffirm that the prolific Prophet is a most underrated artist. Regardless, Chuck Prophet is becoming ever-wiser along the pitfall-laden path of the American songwriter, and as a pure rocker, he's just as raw and raucous as ever.

Clearly, the vibrancy of Mexico City has soaked in and Chucky himself admits he'll never be the same!

Disclaimer: Dimestore Wisdom Has Its Cost

Shouldn't we be calling this "Dollarstore" wisdom now? Whatever the name, these casual truths and observations have there place and sometimes, it seems, I think that place is here.

Admittedly, we're all wise and simultaneously naïve, so the net gain is nearly negligible. Does that mean I shouldn't comment here on the state of American malaise, consumerism, simple pleasures, or the like?

The answer to that and other questions posed here is of no real consequence. Therefore, I'll continue to spout off on whatever I dare and the lack of comment on any of it will speak more to its worth than could the words themselves.

In other words and with significantly more brevity, "Boo-hoo!"