Living in LA for 5 years and being immersed in the beat scene, where Flying Lotus and Daedalus frequented the same shows that my boyfriend played, I came to know Austin Peralta as something of a local idol. Everyone knew his name, and he was an incredible pianist. I never got to meet him, but I know how much of an impact he had in our Los Angeles music bubble.
So last night while chatting with Alex, we found out at the same time that Austin had passed away unexpectedly. He was 22. It’s still unbelievable to me that someone can be gone at such a young age, when he still had so much to share with us all. His last tweet, from two days ago, was “Playing @ Blue Whale tonight.”
News like this will always come as a shock. Although I didn’t know him personally, I wanted to take a moment to remember Austin, and all others who left us too soon. Thank you for your music. We won’t forget you.
Before I get too deep into my thoughts on Crossfire Hurricane, I’d just like to point out one thing:
Mick Jagger, Accidental Endorser of:
So, last night I watched Crossfire Hurricane, the new documentary about the Rolling Stones. I highly recommend it! It’s full of not-so-glamorous glimpses into the rock & roll life, especially in the 60s and 70s. Not to mention, some great live performances and interview clips.
Some parts that were interesting to me:
At one point, Keith said that “Midnight Rambler” was the “essence of the Jagger-Richards collaboration”…in his opinion, every other song they wrote could’ve been written by someone else, except for “Midnight Rambler” – something about making an opera out of the blues. I thought that was really cool. It’s also held up quite well over time.
Another song in the same vein that I absolutely love is “You Gotta Move”…I mean, watch that and tell me they’re not an amazing blues band.
The bit about Altamont stuck with me too. It’s such a shame how the concert ended, and that the violence was tied to the Stones just because they played the final act. They seem genuinely remorseful about the whole thing. Reading Pete Townshend’s book too, it seems like a lot of bands at the time were “assigned” these reputations from the media (e.g. “The Rolling Stones are the wild and dangerous version of the Beatles” or “The Who are loud destructive lunatics”), when in fact they viewed themselves quite differently.
It’s late and I’m tired, but it’s a holiday weekend so I’m expecting to go a little blog-crazy over the next few days. I’m slowly getting through Who I Am, and have some great quotes to share already. Happy Thanksgiving, dear reader(s?)!