I regret to say that Ray Charles has passed away of liver disease.
I always get kind of down when an artist passes away. Times are tough for dreamers, they say, and to see one of the Army of Lovers leave this plane is always a dark thing. It’s even worse because they’re burying that asshole tomorrow. I don’t even want to say his name; I’m afraid my blog will be indexed and have that jerkoff of a president come up as one of the searches.
Anyway, we lost one of the Good and one of the Bad this week. I hope it balances out on some cosmic scale. I doubt it, but you never know.