This Saturday I'll be presenting my takes on a couple Foster songs along with some distinguished peers (and one good friend, his Eminence, Jon Langford). You can get details on the tour sidebar if you're interested. I want to say a few things about Foster -- the lyricist, the composer, the historical figure, the racist -- that have been brewing since I first dived into his work, but I need more than the 3 minutes I have now. My estimation of him has zigzagged around a bit these last few weeks; I think he's a hard case to account for. Not that every antebellum figure needs accounting for by us high-minded moderns. Just the particular figure of national esteem who came up with "Massa's In De Cold, Cold Ground."