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Rep. Hank Johnson Drops a New Epstein Protest Song, and I’m Murdered – PJ Media

When Rep. Hank Johnson (D-Ga.) sings a song, he truly makes it his own.

Granted, the 10-term congresscritter stretches the meaning of the words “sings” and “song” almost beyond recognition. “Stretched almost beyond recognition” might also apply to his guitar strings. 





If you ever wanted to know what a cat feels like when you pet it backwards, it’s the sound made by Johnson’s guitar every time he strums it. Axios reported last week [No, they did not —Editor] that Johnson has his guitars specially tuned by an artisan flown in from Brazil. While his name is unknown, geolocating places him with an Amazon tribe so remote and primitive that they have never seen a guitar. Or invented music. Or discovered hearing. 

Johnson was last heard in June, debuting an as-yet-untitled anti-Trump song sung, if only arguably so, to the tune of the Jimi Hendrix classic, “Hey Joe.”

Here’s a refresher performance on the extremely off chance that you wanted one.

Buckwheat’s classic performance of “Wookin’ Pa Nub” has nothing on Hank Johnson.

Not one to rest on his laurels, Johnson is out this week with another timely adaptation, again recorded for social media in his office. To achieve audio perfection worthy of a Steely Dan “Aja” session, virtually every expense was spared.





Sung quite roughly to the tune of Jason Isbell’s “Dreamsicle,” Rep. Johnson deftly rewrote Isbell’s haunting lyric to express his views on the Jeffrey Epstein controversy. 

Here’s the complete lyric to Rep. Johnson’s, ah, song:

Epstein died by suicide

Believe that and you must be blind

You’ve been telling us

You’d release the files

But where are they?

We’ve gone along

With what’s been told

You’ve had plenty of time

You’re in control

But now you say

You will withhold

The Epstein Files

Dreamsicle on a summer night

In a folding lawn chair

Trump’s howling at the moon

Release the Epstein Files soon

Critics split over Johnson’s treatment. Some admire the way Johnson took Isbell’s reflections on a troubled childhood and turned them into a sharp critique of Washington insiders providing cover for a known child molester. Other critics question Johnson’s decision to keep Isbell’s no-longer apropos original line, “Dreamsicle on a summer night / In a folding lawn chair.” The rest covered their ears and chanted, “NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH I CAN’T HEAR YOU.”

I’m a bit more generous than most. I found myself in agreement with X user Ball Diamond Ball when they noted, “Still better than Springsteen.”





So say we all.

Before we get to the clip, one final thought.

In all fairness to Johnson, he did warn in his intro that his singing might cause “an ear ache.” As someone whose singing voice can drop livestock at 200 yards — I’m talking full-grown cattle here, not goats or chickens — I empathize completely. I just don’t sing where people can hear me. 

Were only Rep. Johnson so kind.

I’m sorry you had to witness that.

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