Me with Bill at a Modern Drummer Party
On This Date, December 12th, in 2008, Modern Drummer Editor Bill Miller passed away after a long and hard-fought battle with melanoma. Bill was just 47 years old. I still miss Bill every day and I know that everyone at Modern Drummer does as well. He was not only a great editor who taught me so much about drumming and how to write about drummers, he was also a good friend. Rest in Peace, Bill.
(For a while when was in College, and full of youthful angst, this was a favorite song of mine.)
They will show me what I want to see
We will watch without grief
We stay one step ahead
of relief
You tell me we’ve been praying
For a bright and clever hell
I think we’ve been forced to our knees
but I can’t tell
Sometimes I forget that
we’re supposed to be in love
Sometimes I forget my position
Seriously, What Would She Do?
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Barry Adamson
June 1st is the Birthday of ex-Smiths drummer Mike Joyce (1963), Alan Wilder (formerly) of Depeche Mode (1959) and Barry Adamson, composer and former bassist for Magazine (born 1958). Although we don’t hear much from Joyce or Wilder these days, Barry Adamson is still making some crazy music and composing soundtracks for mind-tweaking films such as David Lynch’s Lost Highway. The soundtrack of Lost Highway is worth owning on the strength of Adamson’s atmospheric soundscapes alone. Happy Birthday, Guys!
Thanks to The P5 Blogspot: This Day in 80s Music, for bringing the Birthday Love!
Mike Joyce
It’s sort of old news by now that Blender magazine shut its doors earlier this week; its April 2009 issue being the very last to see print. I just went through this very same situation with Metal Edge closing-up shop – and god knows I’ve seen it happen with every other print outlet and paying website I’ve ever written for in the past ten years save for Modern Drummer – so I have a moderate degree of empathy for the writing staff and freelancers who will now have to scramble even harder for work in a field that thinks it shouldn’t have to pay writers. But not many tears will be shed for the management of Blender, because they never let me write for them anyway. Goodbye, Blender magazine, I won’t miss you.