Getting close to the end of the book, Hurt is all about Nashville.
The home of country music, Nashville is a great place. There is the buzz along Broadway, the history in the Ryman Auditorium, home of the Grand Ole Opry, and of course the Johnny Cash Museum.
I'm not going to talk at length here about Nashville, enough is written about the place on every tourist website, other than visiting Nashville brings home how loved Johnny Cash was. His museum had the biggest queue, and in every bar bands played a Johnny Cash song at some point.
The song Hurt is one of his classics from the end of his life, where he brings real meaning to the Nine Inch Nails song, a man looking back at the debris of his life, but it is the video that kills, those clips of Johnny's life and a much more broken man reflecting on it all.
As great as Nashville is during the day though, it's at night that it comes alive in all its brash neon splendour. Compared to Beale Street in Memphis, it seemed a little more real. Yes, it's gone a bit stag and hen in places, but it's how it has developed, rather than something created artificially, and there are enough great bars to hide away in.
My favourite? Layla's. In the middle of Broadway, but it doesn't have that stag night feel or crush of some of the other places. Just a band playing great music.