Everyone has called me old Ollie for years...read good ol'Ollie, or maybe it is for alliteration. Lately, I've been feeling that it is becoming a more suitable name.
I felt this hard on Friday when Adam (MCA) Yauch died. I've been a Beastie Boys fan since their first single. I used to blast their songs in my basement as a teen (sorry mom). I've followed their career and own every album, and DVD they put out. I even wore out Paul's Boutique, and had to replace it. A few years ago I even saw them in concert, and it was an amazing dynamic show.
I was wondering why I felt so down about a guy I never met dying. My first thought was that I had lost a key part of my youth. My wife had another idea. She says that I was connected to his art, so in a sense I knew Adam in an intimate way. So his death is a significant and personal loss. She is a wise woman.
I really admire MCA. He created great eclectic original music, and videos. Adam was a true artist, and most of all an innovator. So God bless him, his family, friends and fans.
2 comments:
I don't really know this band/music, but I can relate to what you're saying. I really grieved when Whitney Houston died; I played her self-titled cassette over and over, when I was 16. And I guess everyone in the whole world suffered a broken heart when Johnny Cash died. I'm sorry you're sad.
I hear this Olie. A true Bodhisattva. A chunk of my musical consciousness taken somewhere else.
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