 Yeah, he died. It's a real bummer, too. I loved the man's music, because he spoke from some place real, some place that exists, in real time. His pain and his views on life were often based in one or the other, but that's what made him so damn special.
He was a crank. I tried to interview him once, in 2005. It...didn't go well. He didn't have much to say. After about five minutes of mumbling to my questions, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm tired. I don't want to talk right now," and he hung up. I was annoyed greatly but knowing who he was, I took it at face value, and it didn't change my opinion of him or his music. Another interview didn't happen.
His last few albums, whoa, they were out there--but they were excellent. With his passing, I have been reviewing and renewing my love of his music, and damn, what a loss.
Here's a song from 2000, a live medley with his BFF, Kristin Hersh:
Listen To: "Panic Pure/Your Ghost"Labels: Kristin Hersh, RIP, Vic Chesnutt |