Actually, that's a lie. He wasn't the lord. Or god. And he didn't die yesterday. Yesterday was the 12 year anniversary of his death. And to make the lie even worse, his name wasn't even Joe Strummer. It was John Mellor.
"Joe Strummer" was the stage name of a kid from Turkey who grew up in England, and went on to form The Clash with a bunch of his friends.
The Clash? Yeah. They were pretty special. They started me down the road into punk rock, and for that I will forever be grateful. Joe has a special place in my heart. I wanted to name my first son "Strummer." My wife wisely vetoed that decision.
Joe died, suddenly, unexpectedly, from a congenital heart defect at the age of 50. No one knew there was something wrong with him. Joe was alive.
Off-stage, he's the Clash member with the lowest profile." ~Carolyn Coon
Does his death diminish what he did with his life? Did the the flicker of his flame... the slow fade away from public life make his art any less valuable? No.
Joe Strummer fully embodied what I hope to say with this blog. I hope that if nothing else, I am able to honor his memory. I will be posting here on a semi-irregular basis. I will talk about music, art, artisans, products, people and events that I think are worth shining a light on. I am fully aware that very few, if any people will ever read it. I'm OK with that. Joe didn't give up strumming when it looked like no one would ever listen.
Punk rock is as punk rock does,