Today is a sad day in the continuum of popular music. Adam Yauch, better known as MCA of the Beastie Boys, passed away. He was 47 years old.
I know all too well what it’s like to have someone leave you too soon. Words aren’t enough to describe what it’s really like, but ‘devastating’ and ‘gut-wrenching’ are pretty close. Imagine getting kicked in the stomach over and over again with a steel-toed boot for a few hours. And that is just the first of many phases of grief.
I think we all hoped for the best when we heard of MCA’s cancer diagnosis a few years ago, but feared for the worst when he was unable to attend his recent Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame induction. Unfortunately, modern science can cure only a small fraction of the ravages of modern life.
When I was out for a hike this afternoon, “Intergalactic” came up on my ‘shuffle all’ playlist. I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry; I think I split the difference.
Sail on, my Buddhist buddy, my musical mensch. Thank you for your gifts to humanity, and thanks for bringing a spark of inspiration and innovation to our world. Without music, our planet would just be a big boring stone flying around the Sun.
Condolences to Adam’s family and friends; at times like this we’re all in this together.