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A song about a teacher

OD Holton, 1979

OD Holton was a Baptist Preacher
Had a revelation that God was dead
And he became my teacher up at Appalachian
That’ s the Blue Ridge Mountains, Western
North Carolina, one cold and bitter existential winter
back in 1979

Them were the days before AIDS and Global Warming, just the
Clap and Cold War, and man that weren’t nothing next to
These Mohammad jihad suicidal Sonsabitches. Yes, O.D.
He was a heathen but he sure did have some vision. He said:
“Live right now! As though The Hour were near!”
Back in 1979

1979, the Ayatollah Khomeni had blood in his eyes. And
OD Holton, he was roaring like a lion. It was 1979.

O.D. liked to quote old Fredrick Nietzsche
And see all them Carolina church girls and boys
Looking so uneasy and squirming in their seats
And checking their watches and nervously awaiting
His terrifying revelation to end
Back in 1979.

OD taught a class called “Death and Imagination,” It was
Nihilistic fodder for a flakey Generation. We read John
Paul Sartre, who said: “Hell is other people,” and it took
a little while but I became a True Believer once that Big
Door swung open, man, and I could see The End, back in 1979

Nineteen and seventy-nine. The world was coming unraveled; the old order
In decline. But OD Holton, oh he was kick-backed and sublime. Back in 1979

Them were the days before AIDS and Global Warming
Just the clap and Cold War, and man that weren’t
Nothing next to these Mohammad jihad suicidal
Sonsabitches. Yea, O.D. he was a heathen but I was one of
His adherents. He said: “Live right now! As though the hour
Were here!” Back in 1979

Nineteen and seventy-nine. The beginning of the End; it was a difficult
Time. But OD Holton, he was getting ‘long just fine. Back in 1979. 1979