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Who The Wild Thing Was

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Maurice Bernard

All Hands On

Sendak

June 10, 1928 – May 8, 2012

Sendak is the author of my four favorite kids books EVER – Chicken Soup With Rice, Alligators All Around, Pierre and One Was Johnny. when someone I know gives birth to a child, the Nutshell Library four-pack of them titles is my go to gift for that newborn (+ this animated DVD & the Carol King songs!). I do this cause I want this new generation of kids to grow up in the world of Sendak wonder and weirdness, and not in one filled with kiddy crap about farting dogs and other poop.  You may regard Where The Wild Things Are as Sendak’s best work, but you’re just plain wrong, cause wild rumpuses are nothing compared to eating chicken soup every month of the year, alligators imitating Indians, not caring and then learning how to care, and knowing who #1 is (Johnny)

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Goober

some leading lady none of us know

JFK dead body examiner 

ski gogglerer

Tapestry weaver

film lover

one of only two players to hit three home runs in World Series Game 7s

the falling bear

Nixoner who would walk over his own grandmother

he made burritos fly

a total slot

cheezie guy

Fisher’s Popcorn popper

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the man who said ow

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Forever Young MCA

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Adam Nathaniel

MCA

Yauch

August 5, 1964 – May 4, 2012

I could never begin to explain what Adam Yauch and his fellow Boys of Beastie meant to me and my life.  sure, I sorta skipped the License To Ill pill in elementary school, and somehow never even entered Paul’s Boutique, but these amateur hour mistakes were soon to be corrected

like most kids, I wanted to be cool and I discovered the ultimate coolness in the form of their third album Check Your Head. it was a game changer for them (they played actual instruments, and it rocked) and a life changer for me (if these Jews could ooze cool and write the book on it, well, maybe this Jew could endlessly re-read that book and plagiarize it in the real world, by look and attitude.  luckily for everyone, I never embarked on a hip-hop career)

anything they touched was gold to me and that was a gold standard on which everything else would be judged.  my early high school bestie and I were so infatuated by the band that we actually fancied ourselves the unofficial 4th and 5th Beastie Boys

as I entered college, I sorta left the Boys behind, but they never left me as a person.  for without them (and the movie Fletch), there would probably be no Thigh Master or Thighs Wide Shut.  it’s true.  in fact, the very first website I ever visited (in 1995) was the Beastie Boys’ site.  my first Yahoo! search?  the meaning behind all the references dropped in Paul’s Boutique.  they pointed me to the web and here we are now, but really we’re nowhere without Adam Yauch living and breathing on this planet

I feel sorry for those who never got to see Adam, Mike and Adam shake their rumps live in the flesh, as every show I saw become a memory that would never be forgotten (lost one of my favorite hats, a Grand Royal one, natch, crowd surfing at their show at The Patriot Center in Virginia)

The Beasties Boys as we know it are over, but they never will be over.  that’s the most beautiful thing about music – it lives forever.  goodbye Mr Yauch.  you had so much to give, but you already gave us so much.  much love.  Beasties Boys 999999999999999999999ever

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Down Off Cripple Creek

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Mark Lavon
‘Levon’ Helm

Deep

May 26, 1940 – April 19, 2012

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Dwayne Kenneth

Lobster Mullet

Schintzius

October 14, 1968 – April 15, 2012

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