The strings of life play loud and long, but sometimes echo gently in the recesses of the mind. Whatever the key, everyone’s soundtrack is different but plays alongside of everyone else’s on the planet. Sometimes we synchronize and other times we create terrific cacophony, but the metronome of life never stops.
It is not until we expire that the music ever really stops (and it may actually extend beyond there if we taught someone else our favorite chords).
The many references to music and to life honor one of House Music’s GREATEST heroes, the legendary Frankie Knuckles. A pioneer, quipper of the term “House Music”, and overall an inspirational soul, he passed away yesterday at the young age of 59.
His legacy lives on in many formats and many seasoned DJs of today. The younger ears that knew his importance to the craft also stand tall on what he helped to bring to the fore.
Instead of being sad and gloomy (as I did not know him PERSONALLY), I look to the skies and think that he’s gone on to a place where all the other happy people are when they pass from this mortal realm. Maybe he’s keeping my buddy Gene company and they are laughing it up.
Godspeed you, brother. Godspeed while we let the rhythm move us down here. Thank you for being you.
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