In light of the recent losses rock n' roll has sustained, Lemmy, David Bowie, Glenn Frey, Dale Griffin of Mott the Hoople, and related in popular music, Natalie Cole and Mic Gillette of Tower of Power (are there others I'm missing? It would not surprise me as the punches keep rolling), it does seem we'll be losing more and more of our idols, heroes, favorites, whatever you'd like to call them, as time goes on. It's only natural, but it also gives us serious pause to absorb this sort of growing absence.
While the following article concentrates largely on Bowie, it is a good one.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/music/art...the-rock-gods/
Watching them go makes us confront ourselves, often times.The real significance of the Twilight of the Rock Gods is how our symbolic representatives light the way in encroaching darkness. All generations must bury their heroes. The strangeness of this particular generation’s crossing to the undiscovered country is amplified by rock’s deep correlation with the vitality of perpetual youth. The images and music we still see and hear everywhere rarely represent the giants of rock culture as they are but as they once were, in their glorious prime, with a force so potent they have retained their power for successive generations. Boys who can never grow up make for an unusual vanguard in the hinterland of old age.
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