John Prine died today of COVID 19. He had survived throat and lung cancer and was finally well enough to go back on the road. He had a tour planned and I was so happy for him. I have been a big fan of his for the past 10 years. I loved his music, his attitude, his love for the common struggling man in a harsh world.
While I was growing up, my world was entirely full of classical, baroque, and other “serious” music. No complicated reasons. I spent a lot of time studying and practicing the piano. Eventually, I added many other individuals and groups, as well as many other categories of music. John Prine was a favorite from the first time I heard him sing.
On Stephen Colbert’s show a few days ago.
The original song!
John Prine was a latecomer to my “playlist,” but he remains a favorite. For years, he was best known as a songwriter than as a singer. Nonetheless, though he never had a melodious voice, he had such a lot of emotion and power in his words and guitar (he was a great guitarist), it was always worth hearing the original John Prine. These are songs I particularly enjoy. They would always cheer me when I was blue. It’s a sad date today because John Prine is no longer with us.
Not everyone heard of John Prine, but he wrote many songs. He sang them himself on various recordings, most of which I once owned on vinyl. Lo and behold, there’s a CD collection of his work available … just $10, double CD. I ordered it. Of course.
John Prine sings about life. He always had a sense of humor, too. He wrote great, witty lyrics and melodies. What more do you need? Because to me, that’s music. A sentiment … several sentiments … to which I can really relate. John Prine. Singing one of my favorites.
Life according to John Prine. Thanks, John! Your music will live on.