Thursday, October 26, 2017

...my painter friend...

i wrote this back in 2013 when Lou Reed passed but posted on FB & not here so I'm updating.

 was never lucky enough to see Lou Reed live so the story that is in my brain is a late Sunday night at the Corktown in November - maybe 5 years ago? HMA award wknd. following the Frank Venom tribute. that 
Tom Wilson highjacked the stage & schooled the house band for a bit & finally broke into Sweet Jane. which was fantastic. & about 1/2 thru Tim Gibbons hit the stage with what started as a full-ish bottle of beer & danced his arse off in that way exhausted people do when they hear a song that is part of them.
The first 2 people I thought of were them & Karl Knack who I for sure has given me greater appreciated for Lou. I still crack out New York on a Saturday morning & let it soak in along with the coffee.
I can't make you feel what I feel. My ears are plugged from a cold & everything sounds like I'm listening from under water. including this news.
It doesn't seem real there's a world without Lou Reed in it making music.
Do something really truly brave this week if you really want to honour him.
I will.