December 13, 2007

• omgselfpostbanninate In all seriousness, though he is most famous for being a bastard, rock and roll wouldn't be the same without him. .
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• few great artists are also great people. .
• Those few that are should be especially cherished, but all the others who are not should still be respected. .
• The point is, only a very few of the truly gifted live amongst us without a side-story of serious baggage and pain. News Flash: there may be a connection.
• While I agree that there can be a connection between pain and baggage and great art, I think the link is overemphasized; i.e. there are lots of worthy artists who aren't/weren't pricks or unusually stricken with pain. IMHO it's the outsider's perspective that is more important to the creation of art, and while that kind of perspective can be the result of excessive suffering, it doesn't have to come from suffering. In any case, I love the music and hate the Tina abuse.
• Being a good artist is not a good excuse, ever, for being an asshole.
• He liked a good beat, that's for sure.
• Good wishes to his loved ones and all that. Oddly enough, the thing that strikes me first is the phenomenon of a fictional partrayal of a real person making a stronger impression than the person himself. I remember Kevin Murphy wrote that it's easier to find a picture of George C. Scott as General Patton than it is to find a picture of General Patton himself, and that most people wouldn't recognize him as such if you did. My mental image of Ike Turner is Tim Meadows's portrayal him as a recurring character on SNL. Every week he'd come on the news, hit Kevin Nealon, then apologize and try to make up. "I LOVE you, Kevin Nealon!" It's THAT guy who, for a split second, I though had died instead of the real Mr. Turner. Funny old world these days, innit?
• Medical examiner says Ike Turner died of cocaine overdose Cocaine's a hell of a drug.
• Part of me says "good for him." I don't know where the other part is.
• "Good for him" in the sense that not every cocaine OD happens at age 76. Worse ways to go at that age...
• Not sure if it's an urban myth or not, but a friend told me the other night that when Ike shuffled off the mortal coil the New York Post, in a flash of headline-writing brilliance, ran the story titled "Ike beats Tina Turner to death"
• Wow, I can only imagine that being super high on cocaine whilst having a heart attack would make it about 900% more painful and terrifying. But at least he could afford it.
• IKE BEATS TINA TO DEATH
• Leave it to the NY Post...
• Upon further investigation, it seems that cocaine ODs are no fun at all. Still, to OD at 76, as opposed to say, 33 at the Chateau Marmont, well, it's gotta be some kind of achievement. And bless you, NY Post. You've topped yourselves, which is no mean feat.
• cocaine ODs are no fun at all There go my plans for the weekend. Thanks a lot, Renault.
• I'm going for some good ol' huffing out with the kids behind the movie theatre this weekend, if you want to come with...
• Sure, just let me fill up my baggie at the Esso.
• the New York Post, in a flash of headline-writing brilliance, ran the story titled "Ike beats Tina Turner to death" Wow. That. is. funny. That is - didja see what they did there? Ike used to slap and glower and shove Tina and made her life hell for goddamned years. Christmases, birthdays, fucking Tuesday of every week, no matter what she did to try and stave off his apeshit attacks and the NY Post made a funny. That's outstanding. Bravo New York Post - that's damned fine work. Say, who wrote that witty quip anyway? Some highspirited good-time gal I'll be- heyyy you know wouldn't it just be something if a man wrote it? Y'know a kind of wacky, fun, hey-look-at-me kind of real good guy? Golly I'll bet his Mom got a kick out of that one! Hah! Oh I'll be she laughed and laughed cause she was remembering all the times her second husband used to come home after work and the bar and got outrageously violent for no apparent reason other than he was desperate, drunk, and dim. Hoo! Oh. Tell ya what. They sure can grow 'em hah? Oh man. New York Post. Mmm mmm. Funny, funny stuff.
• Whoa, Pete. Did you not like the headline? Please tell. (Hi, bud, missed ya!)
• This both betrays my age and sets me up for a Snopes investigation, but during my misspent youth as a broadcaster, there was a legend that a loudmouth Milwaukee, Wisconsin radio news guy (David Kayne? David Kaye? Anything?) used this lead in 1964 when Kennedy was shot on his rock station's top o' the hour news break: LEAD TO THE HEAD, NOW HE'S DEAD! ...and was fired for doing so. Any help on this, anyone? Just another case when being pre-Google means being unsearchable.
• There is no Googlespoon. Hi GramMa!