what the fuck, 2016! this has been a very freaking sad, bewildering, scary, heartbreaking year. i'm nearly at a loss for words. i haven't written much this year because of. . .of. . .oh to hell with it. this is the year that climate change set its frightening weight upon my psyche. i fear we've reached a couple of tipping points and sooner than we should like the shit shall hit the fan and we shall know a little of the damage we have done.
and now, this weekend two of my childhood icons died: carrie fisher and george michael. oh, you bet. i loved fisher as a writer as well as being princess leia organa. i remember an interview fisher did when her novel, postcards from the edge, was published. i think she was being interviewed by david letterman. fisher described her writing habits. she said she wrote with the TV on as background noise. i was a young man falling in love with language and my own mental health was pretty rocky. i was learning to read, for goodness sake and i didn't know if writers were supposed to watch TV. i know i watched TV and grew up with it. now here is a writer being interviewed on TV telling me how much she loved the medium. that was music to my ears.
as for george michael, okay, i admit i was not the largest fan of Wham! my brother was the greater admirer. but i knew michael's music quite well. he has a beautiful voice and his late '80s solo work was pretty damn good, particularly the song 'father figure', of which the video got heavy rotation on MTV and VH1. i rediscovered that song this year via youtube, and developed a mini-crush on michael and the gorgeous woman who is the object of his attention. still, fucking 2016 took michael too.
here is a duet of george michael and elton john performing john's song 'don't let the sun go down on me.' i think this is a pretty damn great song superbly performed by michael and john.
as for the outgoing year, you suck! fuck you, 2016!