Another sad day for fans of awesomely talented musicians. 2016 is going down as the year the music died, and we're not even four full months in.
I overheard two guys talking about the passing of Prince Rodgers Nelson as I was sitting in a bar this evening, and one of them made the comment that there would be a ton of people posting about how much the news of Prince's death absolutely devastated them as a means of drawing attention to themselves - and that comment angered me.
It angered me to the point where I wanted to walk over to the guy and say, "Screw you, asshole. You have no idea how much a performer such as Prince can influence a person's life, how a person may have been affected by lyrics he wrote or songs he performed. You're just one of those insufferable douche bags who judges others from a distance because it makes you feel superior. I hope you choke to death on your own bile someday."
I wanted to say that to the guy, but I didn't. I could'nt, really, as I was just too damn sad. I loved Prince's music, and his guitar skills were off the chart. Easily one of the ten or so best guitarists to ever pick up the instrument.
And I don't give a damn what anyone has to say about me posting that.