Mark Lanegan passed away today and I can't believe it. How can this giant of a man be gone? Another victim of Covid19 apparently. Over the years I've seen hm live more times than any other artist from Screaming Trees to Queens Of The Stone Age to his work with Isobel Campbell, Soulsavers and Greg Dulli. He's one of the first artists to appear on this blog. Every time I saw him it was special and memorable. His record Whiskey For The Holy Ghost, which I bought way back in the early 90s, especially means a lot to me and the first time I saw him live, while fronting the Screaming Trees, was the only time I've ever seen a support band called back by the audience to play an encore. He was that good. In recent years he became an author and his memoirs Sing Backwards And Weep and Devil In A Coma are two of the best I've ever read and I highly recommend them. I was lucky enough to meet him and get him to sign his poetry book I Am The Wolf the last time I saw him live. He was warm, lovely and gave me the nicest smile: a complete contrast to the "Dark Mark" legend. So sad he's gone. Rest in peace, Lanegan.
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