John Prine died two days ago of complications related to 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 20 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. Eventually, I added many other individuals and groups, as well as many other categories of music. John Prine was one of my favorites from the first time I heard him sing.
This was 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 rather 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.
John Prine sings about life. He always had a sense of humor. 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, but it will be a sadder world without you.
There is a tribute to him in today’s New York Times: https://www.nytimes.com/article/john-prine-songs.html
There will be another post from Rich Paschall tomorrow. I can’t remember how many times I’ve played his songs on Serendipity for no better reason than I have always loved them and him. The love will live on.