Lou Reed, 1942 – 2013
Read Outsider Whose Dark, Lyrical Vision Helped Shape Rock ‘n’ Roll.
Thank you, Mr. Reed.
Our favorite Lou Reed lyrics: The Gift.
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now Mid-August which meant he had
been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months, and all he had
to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone
calls. True, when school had ended and she’d returned to Wisconsin, and he to
Locust, Pennsylvania, she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. She would
date occasionally, but merely as amusement. She would remain faithful. Keep reading.
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October 29th, 2013 at 03:19
Woke up from sleeping in on the weekend to this piece of news. I found a performance from the David Letterman Show of him playing Sunday Morning. It just meant so different in a lyrical sense playing the track on repeat in Youtube.
October 29th, 2013 at 11:34
RIP, Lou Reed.
“There’s a bit of magic in everything,
and then some loss to even things out.”
October 30th, 2013 at 16:49
RIP Lou Reed.
I must say that it’s hilarious how many people on the ‘net think it was Lou Bega (Mambo No. 5) who died.
http://www.buzzfeed.com/kimberleydadds/people-keep-getting-lou-bega-confused-with-lou-reed-and-its
Reminds me of folks who thought it was Lance Armstrong or Billie Joe Armstrong who died when Niel passed away.
October 31st, 2013 at 16:53
Unfortunately, I have more covers of his songs than originals. But what I remember most are the articles and interviews about him. His ‘feud’ with Lester Bangs. How he unwittingly inspired people to start a band. How Neil Gaiman named his first daughter after a drag queen from one of his songs.
http://www.theguardian.com/music/2013/oct/28/neil-gaiman-lou-reed-sandman
I was, if I might be so bold, indirectly inspired by him. With respect, RIP, Lou Reed.