What’s with Darius Rucker? At one time he was living the life as a bonafide rock star, fronting the band, Hootie and the Blowfish. But that was many years ago. Now he is a married man with two kids and playing country music, not dabbling, but full-tilt country.
Not many African Americans singers make this move. It’s like the Dalai Lama waking up one day and saying, “I think it’s time to take up kickboxing.”
I admire people who willingly go against type. If Rucker wants to play country and tour with Brad Paisley, he should do it. But when I read his favorite activity is golfing, I had to laugh. Here is a man going against type on two fronts.
If Rucker wants to be bonafide country, he should commit to the part by doing what most country singers do with their spare time: drink whiskey and have affairs. He shouldn’t be married with two kids and share a hobby with dermatologist and CPA’s. After all, how many cowboy hats do you see on the pro golf tour? How many country hits have the title, “My Wife Sold My Callaway’s” and “Putting for Birdie Hoping for Par?”
Is this transformation only the beginning? Is Rucker going to learn Mandarin Chinese and become an accomplished Irish folk dancer? I hope so. If he’s already conquered the world of golf and country, what can’t he do? Or…
Two hundred to the bunker
‘Nother thirty to the green
Hand me the three wood
Don’t fence me in