But when I read the news I felt a familiar sensation, like a piece of the ground beneath my feet had been pulled away. Something that took me back to the 1980s and the deaths of John Lennon and Philip K. Dick. The strange feeling that someone that I never met could affect me that strongly simply by not being there anymore. Kevin Ayers had left this world.
Sunday, 26 May 2013
LINK: All This Crazy Gift of Time: Kevin Ayers (1944-2013)
Just about three months ago a sixty eight year old man died in his sleep at home in the south of France. Not a particularly remarkable event in the grand scheme of things. In fact I discovered it only by accident late last week. I had missed the obituary in the New York Times.
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