If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe.

Alex Chilton died today of a heart attack. He was 59. I saw him play twice, first at Staches, a small club in Columbus. It was a very loose night. Alex was in a good mood, bumming cigarettes from audience members. He even took requests. I yelled out "Volare" and a couple of songs later it was played.

The second time he opened for the Counting Crows at the Newport. This was not his crowd. It was too big and inattentive. He did show up a similar white outfit, and channeled Adriano Celentano with this song. He was awesome.



The rockers, from the session players like Larry Knectel and backup singers like Lesley Duncan are leaving us quickly now, and way too soon.