Sorry, it's true, but musicians are apparently on God's hit list this year (Jay Reatard, Mark Linkous, Dio, Peter Steele, Devon Clifford (You Say Party! We Say Die!), Malcolm McLaren, etc.). Tuli Kupferberg, leader of the beat-poetry nutters The Fugs apparently passed away today. He was 88, so at least it wasn't exactly untimely or completely left-field, but it's still a huge loss. I'll admit I didn't explore The Fugs all that much until recently, but even in such a short time it's easy to appreciate the man's talents.
The Fugs - Boobs a Lot
And apparently the man upstairs has moved on to comic book visionaries, too. Harvey Pekar also kicked the bucket at 70. If you haven't read any of his stuff, please, do yourself a favour, get down to your local library/book store/friend-with-good-taste's-house and check it out. Equal parts sad, funny, and always brutally honest. Imagine if Bukowski did sequential art instead of poetry and you've got an idea. If nothing else, American Splendor is a fantastic meta-biopic that's absolutely worth your time.
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