Today would have been Luther Vandross's 62th birthday.
The world lost our beloved Luther February 1, 2005 from complications of a stroke he suffered in April of 2003. Such a sad day...for the world.
Let's remember, arguably the most perfect male voice in R&B and soul music...Luther Vandross. I've loved Luther since he worked with David Bowie on the classic Young Americans album in 1975. One of my favorite songs to this day is Fascination, which David and Luther wrote together. It's sexy, cold, hot, naughty and irresistible...
I played Stop to Love on a (cassette!) loop back in 1986 (when my son, Alex was two--pictured here in a vintage Luther concert t-shirt with his son , Felix). Be sure to watch the live performance by Luther at The Royal Albert Hall below.
I'd back it up (to the 4.07 mark in the video) and eventually wearing it out...my favorite part in the song. I've been listening to it today, along with my other favorite Luther songs. I've always preferred the more dance-y songs by Luther, but that's just me.
We still love you, Luther. Always and Forever.
And this one is for my BFF Patrick.
This is a sad day, indeed. Roger Ebert, famed movie-reviewer on PBS "Sneak Previews" with Gene Siskel, and of course reviewing films for the Chicago Sun Times.
Ebert, 70, who reviewed movies for the Chicago Sun-Times for 46 years and on TV for 31 years, and who was without question the nation’s most prominent and influential film critic, died Thursday in Chicago. He had been in poor health over the past decade, battling cancers of the thyroid and salivary gland.
He lost part of his lower jaw in 2006, and with it the ability to speak or eat, a calamity that would have driven other men from the public eye. But Ebert refused to hide, instead forging what became a new chapter in his career, an extraordinary chronicle of his devastating illness that won him a new generation of admirers. “No point in denying it,” he wrote, analyzing his medical struggles with characteristic courage, candor and wit, a view that was never tinged with bitterness or self-pity.
Mr. Ebert fought his battle with cancer publicly and without shame. He taught a generation how to appreciate film (along with Mr. Siskel), and to seek out films we may not have otherwise watched.
I will always be so incredibly proud of my Contributing Editor Brittani (who is @bleakey on Twitter) for the following Tweet by Mr. Ebert:
Mr. Ebert, your contribution to film and culture as well as humor and grace deserves one giant "Thumbs Up". You will be terribly missed.
Please do make a point to read the link to the Chicago Sun Times. It's a lovely, in-depth piece on this remarkable man who devoted 46 years to the newspaper as their premiere film critic.
Oh dear. The world has lost a very peaceful man. Ravi Shankar has passed away at the age of 92. Much of the world was given the gift of Ravi's presence back in the 1960's when The Beatles studied under him and brought traditional Indian ragas to Western audiences. George Harrison, specifically, bonded with the virtuoso sitarist. Many of you may also know Ravi as the father of Grammy Award winning recording artist Nora Jones.
The website ravishankar.org announced the passing today.
American actor, Larry Hagman has died of cancer at the age of 81. Perhaps best-known world-wide for his iconic portrayal of the nasty and scheming J.R. Ewing on the legendary show Dallas, Hagman was surrounded by family and close friends at the time of his death in Texas today.
“Larry was back in his beloved Dallas, re-enacting the iconic role he loved most,” the family said in a statement. “Larry’s family and close friends had joined him in Dallas for the Thanksgiving holiday. When he passed, he was surrounded by loved ones. It was a peaceful passing, just as he had wished for. The family requests privacy at this time.”
Linda Gray's agent, Jeffrey Lane, said the actress was at Mr. Hagman's bedside when he died, according to The Sun in London. He said another co-star, Patrick Duffy, was also present. “They had been friends for 35 years and they had worked together for many years, so obviously it is devastating," Mr. Lane told The Sun."
No details have been released regarding a funeral as of yet.
Rest in peace, Mr. Hagman. Oh, how we loved to hate you--but mostly, we just loved you.
Gosh. I was in second grade when Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. That was when I fell in love with the idea of being a "girl astronaut". Sadly, I found out that math and not puking were involved, so that was scrapped.
Seriously, though. NBC is reporting that Armstrong had been recovering from heart surgery:
"Neil Armstrong, the first man to walk on the moon, died Saturday, weeks after heart surgery and days after his 82nd birthday.
Armstrong commanded the Apollo 11 spacecraft that landed on the moon on July 20, 1969, and he radioed back to Earth the historic news of "one giant leap for mankind." He spent nearly three hours walking on the moon with fellow astronaut Edwin "Buzz" Aldrin."
Take us out, REM and Eddie Vedder....
Rest in Peace, Neil.