Adam Yauch aka MCA died today. He was 47 years old. I was sitting in Starbuck's when I read the news. It was all I could do to keep from crying in front of the whole damn shop. I loved the Beastie Boys as a kid and still love them as an adult, and not just nostalgically. They just kept on making great music. And "Egg Man" is one of my eldests's favorite songs.
There's that saying about the unexamined life being not worth living. I'd have to say that anybody who goes from
Roses are red, sky is blue,
I got my barrel attcha neck so what the fuck you gonna do?
to
Well on the tough guy style I'm not too keen,
To try to change the world, I'm'a plot and scheme
inside the span of their lifetime was doing some pretty powerful self-examination. And the fact that he did it in a public setting in a genre of music that's, rightly or not, not often known for evolving towards kindness, is incredibly admirable. Rap, music, art, hell, the world could use more of that.
Rest in peace, MCA. And thanks for everything.
2 comments:
Man, it's so sad. Hit me kinda hard, too. RIP, MCA.
Feeling the same way today, man.
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