Monday, June 07, 2004

Robert Quine, whose wife died recently, was found deadon Saturday, having died over Memorial Day weekend of a heroin overdose. I have no doubt that the OD was intentional and that this was a suicide. I'm not going to put up the next 10 worst songs ever today, because I'm too busy sitting here at work wishing I could listen to Matthew Sweet's Girlfriend, Richard Hell & The Voidoid's Blank Generation and the Lou Reed tracks he played on while re-reading his quotes from the numerous books that made me decide that not only was he one of my favorite guitarists, but a worthy role model and hero in general (not a lot of balding, cynical but kind, conservatively dressed noise-rock guitar gods out there). Five hours till I can properly mourn him.

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