Okay, so today Luke Perry died. I don’t think I ever saw him in anything. By the early ’90s i had decided that TV was bullshit, so I managed to not see a single episode of Beverly Hills 90210, Friends Seinfeld, or Twin Peaks. I watched Twin Peaks and Seinfeld several years after they concluded. But yeah, I don’t think I ever saw him in anything, but he apparently was a talented actor, a nice guy, and rather young at 52 to be dying. So that sucks.
But then I saw that Keith Flint died. At 49. By suicide. Shit. I have a very clear memory of having just moved to San Francisco, like just moved there, and going out to drinks with my new roommates, which was a bit of a thing since we were all pierced all over and there were dreadlocks and tattoos and all manner of shit and when we went into an Irish pub, there were eye rolls about today’s youth, but then on the screens in the bar was premiering the video for Firestarter and holy shit, who’s this obviously psychotic git in garish eyeliner looking rather menacing in a sewer? That was Keith.
Prodigy figured prominently in my San Francisco days in a variety of significant ways (the song that was playing when I jumped on stage at the Trocadero when I went from getting thrown out of the club to being an employee inside of 20 seconds was the one I’m listening to now (see below).. I’m pretty careful not to be too judgmental of suicides, but i do wish Mr. Flint had made a different choice.
There’s a lot more I’d like to say here, but I’ve been awake entirely too long, and I have to wake up again soon, so I’ll stop. But today was kind of a bummer.
N.P.: “Firestarter (Empirion Mix)” – The Prodigy, Empirion
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