Robin really made us laugh. What a gift he was. And is.
As Bobby said after Lowell George died (in 1979, he dedicated the GD's second set at the Portland Raceway to Lowell) "he was good while he lasted".
The Truth is realized in an instant, the act is practiced step by step.
may the four winds blow him safely home.
Some of you may remember Jimi C, who was a regular here for a while. Sad to report that he died peacefully yesterday after a long fight with cancer, during which he remained brave and good humoured to the end. I know his very European ironic and offbeat style was sometimes misunderstood by some here, but he was a dear sweet funny man who will be greatly missed. Tiger Lilly also formerly of this place) got to visit Jimi in England in July, which meant a lot to both of them. Sad.
Heres to Jerry your music continues to soothe my soul, brings tears to my eyes and makes me happy all in one crazy glorious way that nothing else can do. Such a long long time to be gone and a short time to be there.
Hi Jerry, miss you. Wish you were here.
We can make a prayer pillow using our lost loved ones clothes. We can design it from our own creativity and can place a front pocket to keep a notebook and our favorite pen. It will give us some warm feelings when our arms long to hold our loved ones.
Although this was only one of many shows Rik graced, it was one of my all time favorite comedies. Rik Mayall as Rik and Ade Edmondson as Vyvyan the violent punker were over the top.
and following in that same vein:
"There were times when Rik and I were writing and we almost died laughing. They were some of the most carefree stupid days I ever had, and I feel privileged to have shared them with him. And now he's died for real. Without me. Selfish bastard."
So sad to hear that Rik Mayall died yesterday morning.
Without a shadow of a doubt, one of the world's finest comedians. To witness him on screen or on stage at full throttle was truly something special. "Fireball creativity" is absolutely right.
Commenting after his accident which left him in a coma for five days -
"I beat Jesus Christ," he said. "He was dead for three days at Easter. When I crashed it was the day before Good Friday, Crap Thursday, and I was technically dead until Easter Monday - that's five days ... beat him 5-3."
The world burns less brightly today.
In memory of Maya Angelou, thank you, you will be at the top of my summer reading list. Peace to all.
but happy that you get some time together now.