This is an emotionally raw and honest song about how it feels to lose a dear friend and comrade in arms way too young. It's about Mick Ronson, who died of liver cancer in 1993. I presume the name Michael Picasso is fictional, though the reference to the famously creative painter is obvious.
This week I am going to the memorial of a longtime friend who just passed away suddenly. I would like to sing this song for him there - it would absolutely bring down the house. But I know I will still be way too choked up to do that then. Maybe someday, after I work through a few more Stages Of Grief.
Ian Hunter is the last man standing, now having outlived every one of his old bandmates. I watched my dad do that too over the course of 90 years. If you live long enough you eventually become a man from another time, with everyone of your generation on the other side and no one left to attend your memorial. Only when you die young could an inspired and talented friend of long standing be able to write a song like this for you.
It's hard to believe it's been almost a quarter century since Ian released 'Rant'. Time marches on and on, and the guy still tours a little bit from time to time. He's a rock 'n' roll legend. Rock on Mr Hunter!
[Edit: Correcting grammar, adding one morw thought.]
This is an emotionally raw and honest song about how it feels to lose a dear friend and comrade in arms way too young. It's about Mick Ronson, who died of liver cancer in 1993. I presume the name Michael Picasso is fictional, though the reference to the famously creative painter is obvious.
This week I am going to the memorial of a longtime friend who just passed away suddenly. I would like to sing this song for him there - it would absolutely bring down the house. But I know I will still be way too choked up to do that then. Maybe someday, after I work through a few more Stages Of Grief.
Ian Hunter is the last man standing, now having outlived every one of his old bandmates. I watched my dad do that too over the course of 90 years. If you live long enough you eventually become a man from another time, with everyone of your generation on the other side and no one left to attend your memorial. Only when you die young could an inspired and talented friend of long standing be able to write a song like this for you.
It's hard to believe it's been almost a quarter century since Ian released 'Rant'. Time marches on and on, and the guy still tours a little bit from time to time. He's a rock 'n' roll legend. Rock on Mr Hunter!
[Edit: Correcting grammar, adding one morw thought.]