Lemmy, then Bowie, now Glenn Frey, and to a lesser extent Dale Griffin (Mott the Hoople) & Gary Loizzo (American Breed, Engineer for Styx). That old saying is getting true: the older you get, the less birthdays one attends and the more funerals.
I was never a big Motorhead fan, but I understood Lemmy's place in the pecking order.
Friday I sat down & listened to some Bowie and realized there was a lot more that I loved than not. It's true: one never appreciates what one has until it's gone.
Glenn Frey. Glenn f'n Frey. I can't express words that do his legacy justice. Thank you for The Eagles, Glenn. Timeless. Each and every composition.
The older I get, the more the soundtrack of my youth leaves me...
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