Monday, February 06, 2006

Long Life and Good Health to You...

“All dead all dead
But I should not grieve
In time it comes to everyone
All dead all dead
But in hope I breathe
Of course I don't believe
You're dead and gone
All dead and gone.”

Freddie Mercury, Queen from the song “All Dead” from the album News Of The World, 1975.

Ok, after you read the lyrics and before you start thinking I am morbid or have a death wish or am not dealing with heart surgery well; let me explain.

I am fine.

I found a mondo-bizarro website that I would encourage you to visit: http://users.efortress.com/doc-rock/deadrock.html. It is the Dead Rock Stars Club.

Morbid, I know, but fascinating as well.

Here are some choice things:

Roy Buchanan - Died 8-14-1988 - Hung himself in a police cell ( Blues ) Born 9-23-1939 in Ozark, Arkansas, U.S. (He did,"Five String Blues" and "My Baby Says She's Gonna Leave Me").

Ugh! How morbid.

Mickey Finn - Died 1-11-2003 in Croydon, south of London, England - Possibly kidney and/or liver problems ( Rock ) Born 6-3-1947 - Percussionist and singer - Was a member of T.Rex (They did, "Bang A Gong (Get It On)" and "Telegram Sam") and later led Mickey Finn's T.Rex after singer Marc Bolan also of T.Rex died - Worked with Hapshash and Coloured Coat. I am a T. Rex fan and I did not know he died.

Paul Atkinson - Died 4-1-2004 in Santa Monica, CA, U.S. - Liver and kidney disease ( Rock ) Born 3-19-1946 in Cuffley, Herts, England - Guitarist - Was a member of The Zombies (They did, "She's Not There" and "Time Of The Season") - He also was a record executive signing ABBA, Bruce Hornsby, Mr. Mister, Michael Penn, Judas Priest and Patty Smyth.
Again, as a fan of 1960s music, sorry to see he is gone.

I was flipping through my favs list and I stumbled onto this site. I spent an hour or two looking at all of the artists and bands and the guys whose names I did know had died or had forgotten about.

Interesting and sad, but their music lives on.

What prompted this curiosity was the Super Bowl—no, nothing to do with the Rolling Stones and Keith Richard’s “death-like” appearance. My College roommate Keith and I were watching the game with our friend Dan and Keith’s Mom, Sister (who allegedly beat me in fantasy football play-offs), Keith’s wife, and daughters when they had the past Super Bowl MVP’s walk out. I turned to Keith and said, “You know it’s odd that none of these guys have died yet.” True, they are all alive.

You might figure, especially in the passing of the great Walter Payton, that some of these guys would no longer be among us. Yet they were all there. More power to them and I wish them long life and good health.

I guess a rock lifestyle of wanton sex, booze, drugs, smoking, and the like will hasten the Grim Reaper’s Calling more than staying fit and exercise. File this in the “No Kidding” folder, and after forty years of Super Bowls, one would say there is a testament to staying fit.

As for me, I motated 3.25 miles in 30 minutes on the elliptical machine. That was great.

As for our Zombies fans, rest in peace Paul—wouldn’t a great grave marker be “He’s not there…”?

Just kidding—but raise your hands if you saw that one coming...

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