Possibly a make-good for the callous way Columbia dropped Johnny Cash after 28 years of chart-topping service, Sony has graciously allowed the man in black to compile three separate discs based loosely on the themes of killin', cowerin' and carryin' on.
So instead of another hits package, you get selections of Cash's personal faves, much like Frank Sinatra did for Warner just before he... er, never mind. Unfortunately, Cash isn't the best judge of his own material, so he omits many of his finest moments for the sake of throwaways that happen to fit the restrictive concept.
The best part is the accompanying notes. Not the ones penned by Quentin Tarantino and Bono, but Cash's own: "To me, God likes a southern accent and He tolerates country music and quite a bit of guitar." Amen.