Growing up in Wyoming, I created a list in my head of bands I wanted to see someday. Bands that I just had to see. Many of them I have seen. Most of them past their heyday, but a good time none the less.
I made it to see The Ramones, The Violent Fems, RUN DMC, Elvis Costello, and John Wesley Harding. I never saw John Lydon in any of his incarnation, but I did meet him at a book signing. I heard Henry Rollins speak, but never sing live. I made it to see U2, The Dead Milkmen, Ministry, and REM. Never saw Kid n Play or Paul Simon.
From time to time I will go to the web sites of musicians and comedians I like to see when they are going to be in the area. If they are close I add them to my calendar and depending on what life looks like I make it. I was doing this a few days ago and was shocked to find this note on Mitch Hedberg’s (one of my favorite stand up comedians) web site:
“We are heartbroken to let you know that Mitch passed away on Wednesday, March 30, 2005. He dedicated his life to comedy and bringing joy to his fans. Mitch loved all of you.”
Someone I will never cross off my list of being able to see, but that is nothing in comparison to the tragedy of losing such a brilliant (funny) person form this world.
May 12, 2005 by Gene
Too Late
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