Ben Fields

I watched last week as several governors and administrative officials crowded around the Resolute Desk while President Donald Trump announced he would infuse $700 million to keep antiquated coal-fired plants running past their expiration date. Trump thinks this will save us money on energy as gas prices soar because of his odd decision to start a war with Iran back in February.

Next week, it will all come to a head. My personal, decades long war with Ben Folds will be settled, one way or another. I'm going to see Folds perform at the Keith-Albee Performing Arts Center in Huntington, where I plan to leap from the balcony and shout "Semper sic tyrannis!" my voice filled with rage and my eyes burning with righteous fury. Sure, I'll probably land on his piano and break my spine, but it's the principle of the thing that matters.

Last week the Trump administration announced the musical lineup for an event celebrating the 250th anniversary of the country's founding, stacked mostly with artists who haven't seen the Billboard charts since I was in middle school nearly 40 years ago. The musicians were set to perform at a President Donald Trump-backed Great American State Fair concert series, part of an event that was set to kick off June 25 and run through July 10.