I always had a sort of love/well, he's-good-but-not-always-great relationship with Lou Reed.
Loved most of the Velvet's stuff, as I chronicled here: http://farther-on.blogspot.com/2013/03/between-thought-and-expression-lies.html.
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| Lou Reed with the other King of the New York streets, Dion Dimucci |
Repected but didn't love and often didn't much like his solo stuff. That probably reveals a lot more about my musical appreciation shortcomings than I would like to admit.
But Reed, who died yesterday at 71, knew the importance and power of the music, and wrote about in a supremely profound way.
"...his life was saved by rock and roll. Rock and roll."
That I can appreciate.
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