Along with luminaries such as Lou Reed and Ray Manzarek, three good buddies have passed away this year. All die-hard rockers and rollers. I fear that as more of my generation leaves the party there are fewer and fewer who carry a very special torch. If you weren’t there before digital, you probably wouldnt even know how to re-light it. You won’t have played with fire the same way we did.
My old friends grabbed life by the balls and lived it, something which is becoming less common in this era of Internet fuelled half-life..
I’ve made a pact with the Devil of sorts. I’m allowed to continually relive previous lives. How it was and how it is can all be “now” online. But the trade-off is that I gradually lose the smell, the taste, the feel and the sheer real-ness of what those good buddies are hopefully doing right now in the afterlife.