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A review by davehershey
The Man Called Cash: The Life, Love, and Faith of an American Legend by Steve Turner
4.0
First book of 2023!
(Does it count if I read half of it in 2022?)
Johnny Cash is frequently my answer to the question, “if you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, who would it be?” It’s not just because I love his music; he is an absolutely fascinating person. This story, near the end, exemplifies the genuine nature of Cash:
“That same year, Cash met Bono, who came to Hendersonville during a trip across America with U2 bass player Adam Clayton. When they sat down for a
meal, Cash intoned a long and elaborate grace, thanking God for his wonderful
provisions and asking him to bless the food to their bodies. Then he opened his eyes, winked at Bono, and said, "Sure do miss the drugs though." The demonstration of piety coupled with the admission of weakness endeared Cash to the young Irish musicians. In May 1989 Cash recalled the meeting: "We sat around and played some songs afterwards and then we started writing a song together ["Ellis Island," which was never completed]. We were going to finish it off by fax, but that didn't work out. I hope to go and see him when I get to Dublin."
This biography is not nearly as in-depth and detailed as Robert Hilburn’s. I’d say this one is a bit of a quicker and easier read. It’s also more of a spiritual biography. This one is a must-read for any Cash fan; Hilburn’s is sort of next level.
Overall, 4.5 stars.
(Does it count if I read half of it in 2022?)
Johnny Cash is frequently my answer to the question, “if you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, who would it be?” It’s not just because I love his music; he is an absolutely fascinating person. This story, near the end, exemplifies the genuine nature of Cash:
“That same year, Cash met Bono, who came to Hendersonville during a trip across America with U2 bass player Adam Clayton. When they sat down for a
meal, Cash intoned a long and elaborate grace, thanking God for his wonderful
provisions and asking him to bless the food to their bodies. Then he opened his eyes, winked at Bono, and said, "Sure do miss the drugs though." The demonstration of piety coupled with the admission of weakness endeared Cash to the young Irish musicians. In May 1989 Cash recalled the meeting: "We sat around and played some songs afterwards and then we started writing a song together ["Ellis Island," which was never completed]. We were going to finish it off by fax, but that didn't work out. I hope to go and see him when I get to Dublin."
This biography is not nearly as in-depth and detailed as Robert Hilburn’s. I’d say this one is a bit of a quicker and easier read. It’s also more of a spiritual biography. This one is a must-read for any Cash fan; Hilburn’s is sort of next level.
Overall, 4.5 stars.