Monday, November 4, 2013
Patti Says Goodbye to Lou
says goodbye to Lou Reed (two writers I edited at Crawdaddy) in the pages of The New Yorker--surely an impossible venue for them back when she first saw him play in the summer of 1970 (the exact same time I did). "I didn’t understand his erratic behavior or the intensity of his moods, which shifted, like his speech patterns, from speedy to laconic. But I understood his devotion to poetry and the transporting quality of his performances. He had black eyes, black T-shirt, pale skin. He was curious, sometimes suspicious, a voracious reader, and a sonic explorer."