Lou Reed died today and I cried.
I thought it was going to be ok,
but when I began to start the day,
I just laid my head down, and cried.
I never met him.
But an artist can get so deeply into you,
you can’t not love him.
He can save you from pain.
He can comfort you,
He can lead you to imagine he would understand you,
the Different One.
A cool, experienced, otherworldly rocker
Keeping you company on a lonely night
with Strange Secret Midnight Conversation
After a rough break up, in a new town,
All alone, you’re not by yourself.
You’re in the world of Lou Reed, and his weird vibrations.
Rock n’ Animal was never my album.
He isn’t close in that album.
Its a BIG LOUD show.
Transformer is The album.
He’s right there, in the room with you.
That’s the sacred album.
I love that album.
I love that man.
I miss that man.
I mourn that man.
Give my gifts as he gave his,
Get my voice out, like he got his out,
And hope to someday be a voice, in print or in song
that can be a companion on a lonely night
to the Different One, no one gets.
I’ll never produce his cool vibes.
No one ever will.
But Lou wouldn’t dig an imitator.
Lou was an original, an Authentic.
And his example inspires me to give my Authentic Voice.
That’s what great artists do.
Inspire you to give what’s in you,
no matter what kind of weird that may be.
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“Just a perfect day, you made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else, someone good.
Oh, its such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you.”