A leader of a seminal rock band died this morning

Lou Reed.  I had a t-shirt with the Warhol banana on it, sleeves cut off of course, that I'd wear without a bra.  I had a show on KRRC at breakfast time Sunday mornings that I would start with this song each time I made it.  Sometimes I would be there late Saturday night and decide to go to bed, leaving my time slot to be filled by whoever was dj'ing overnight.

When I saw Lou play recently I was disappointed that he used a teleprompter.  But that was before I started paying attention to musicians and realized how hard it is to memorize lyrics.

I didn't have much of a feeling besides annoyance at other people's attention being drawn toward something I didn't care about when John Lennon died.  I hope I've become less solipsistic in the years since that day. I know I appreciate John and the Beatles more now.

Lou Reed and the Velvets were it for me, coolness incarnate.  Sad for his widow Laurie Anderson.  I don't know where I was when I heard about John Lennon's death.  Today I was watching "As Good As It Gets" and looking at facebook.