The world of entertainment has lost another of its true greats, adding yet another name to the list of death in the last few months.
Following the hysterical splurge of affection for a man who just the day before was being mocked around the clock on Michael Jackson‘s death, through the shameful ignorance shown by the general populace on Steven Wells‘ death and after the rather embarrassing position David Carradine seemed to get himself into – before dying in said position – we have been left shocked by yet another loss.
Ozzy Osbourne‘s dog has been eaten by a coyote.
It’ll be alright – wipe away the tears.
In the years following Beethoven’s death the world’s chief regret was that nobody had pried out his brain and attached it to a bunch of wires and electric pencils. Why, had that been the case, perhaps we’d have just one more brilliant symphony. Yes, if that were the case perhaps Ludwig’s genius could have added some much needed atmosphere to all those Pat Boone albums.
