I heard his voice today. It was full of authority of old, full of gravitas. It meant something to me, it spoke to my heart. I was full of joy, of life, when I heard him. Honestly, it was the one of the most fulfilling and amazing things I have ever experienced in my life. I am afraid that I may never hear him again, that I may never have the chance to listen to his amazing words again. He moved me so much I immediately preached to some younger people about how awesome and amazing he is.
Of course, I am talking about Lemmy Kilmister, the genius behind Motorhead, arguably the greatest (and one of, if not THE, original) metal bands EVER. Some punk ass kids think Slipknot is better. Don't get me wrong, Slipknot is good, Lemmy demonstrates what greatness is. His unique voice, powerful lyrics....I can listen to that all day and I got to see him live for the second time in Atlanta, GA today at the Mayhem Festival.
I hope he doesn't die before I can see him again. He is, after all, 67. So, he hasn't been Killed By Death.