I was sad to hear the news late last night that Tom Petty had died. I am a fan of his music and have his entire back catalogue on CD. Despite me being a head-banger/mosher, Tom Petty gets played much more in my house than some of his much noisier heavy metal and punk contemporaries. The simple reason for this is that his music is more melodic and accessible and none of his material, or that of the Travelling Wilburys (he was a member of the super group), gets moaned about by Mrs Baldwin or the kids when I play it. What’s more, Tom Petty is always a safe bet when we have visitors or dinner guests – the Dead Kennedys … a bit too edgy.
The Heartbreaker had a heart attack that there was no encore from. On reading the various tributes pouring in, I found out that he had been addicted to heroin for a period of his life, I guess that kind of problem was inevitably going to have an impact on his life expectancy. But Petty was only 66 and that still feels like too early an exit to me.
Of the thousands of CDs I own, “Full Moon Fever” would certainly rank in the Top 40 (maybe even the Top 20), but at the office this morning when I mentioned to one of my younger colleagues that I was sad about his demise, the response back was “who is Tom Petty?”. I couldn’t believe my ears. Even worse was that by 3pm this afternoon, Petty’s passing wasn’t even in the top ten most read BBC news stories. But “Why don't I want to have sex with the man I love?” was … go figure!
I know Petty was reported as a quiet and unassuming rock star but he was a Rock and Roll Hall of Famer and I thought there might be more interest in his death.
So in my own quiet and unassuming way, this post shares my appreciation for a talented song writer, singer and guitarist. Thank you for the music Tom, may you rest in peace.
For the second time in two days, I have published a post connected to a death of a celebrity, I really hope that I don’t have to score a hat trick tomorrow.
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The Heartbreaker had a heart attack that there was no encore from. On reading the various tributes pouring in, I found out that he had been addicted to heroin for a period of his life, I guess that kind of problem was inevitably going to have an impact on his life expectancy. But Petty was only 66 and that still feels like too early an exit to me.
Of the thousands of CDs I own, “Full Moon Fever” would certainly rank in the Top 40 (maybe even the Top 20), but at the office this morning when I mentioned to one of my younger colleagues that I was sad about his demise, the response back was “who is Tom Petty?”. I couldn’t believe my ears. Even worse was that by 3pm this afternoon, Petty’s passing wasn’t even in the top ten most read BBC news stories. But “Why don't I want to have sex with the man I love?” was … go figure!
I know Petty was reported as a quiet and unassuming rock star but he was a Rock and Roll Hall of Famer and I thought there might be more interest in his death.
So in my own quiet and unassuming way, this post shares my appreciation for a talented song writer, singer and guitarist. Thank you for the music Tom, may you rest in peace.
For the second time in two days, I have published a post connected to a death of a celebrity, I really hope that I don’t have to score a hat trick tomorrow.
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