when i saw this i actually got patti smith’s version of don’t smoke in bed stuck in my head.
8th grade, the beasties LOUD, being young and earnest and the only one in your group with a mad (secret) crush on MCA when all the other girls loved Ad-Rock, (probably cos MCA always looked like the old dude, and ya’ll know i’m kinky for the old dudes). it’s a sad day for all of us. you will be missed, Adam. i’d like it a whole lot if people i hold in some regard would stop dying now, thanks.
big, busy day tomorrow, part of which involves recreating a photograph i originally shot 13 or so years ago. i have high hopes. if it works, i’ll share it with you. it’s always been one of my favorite images.