And another of the all time great drummers is gone. Neil Peart, of Rush, died yesterday of brain cancer. He was a humble guy with immense talent. He was also a serious motorcyclist who often rode his bike from show to show.
So, one of the greatest drummers, playing for one the most talented and enduring rock bands, while riding the wheels off his motorcycle. How cool is that?
This is a tough one.
From the time I could remember rock and roll was a HUGE part of my life, from waking up as a kid on a weekend to records blaring on the stereo rock music was a passion of mine.
I remember where I was and who introduced me in 5th grade to the new Rush album, "Moving Pictures". "Tom Sawyer" got me hooked on this band and from that point on EVERYTHING was Rush, Rush and Rush. I had the posters, I clipped out magazine pictures, I had all of the albums, the flea market t-shirts...anything I could find of Rush memorabilia was hanging on my bedroom walls.
At the beginning of this past summer I happened to browse on Netflix the Rush documentary. WOW!!! Brought back a ton of childhood memories, showed a side of the band I never realized and solidified how these three men were amazing musicians...and even better human beings.
But Neil Peart was always the "one". The music was awesome but everyone always waited in anticipation for the drum solos. I used to listen to "Exit...Stage Left" and replay over and over Neil's drum solo from "YYZ".
I could go on and on but there's not many "celebrities" that I'd really mourn. I mean, I hate to see anyone pass away that's entertained the masses but Neil Peart is different. I've been reading some of the posts fans have left and many said something to the effect that, when Elvis dies their parents cried and they couldn't understand why. But with the passing of Neil Peart, now they know.
Well, I haven't been crying but I won't lie and say it doesn't feel like the world is missing something. I've read Neil's books and was in awe of how this guy lost his college-aged daughter then his wife only ten moths later. And the fact that he jumped on his BMW and rode across Canada just to try to find some relief in his grieving. He was a huge motorcycle enthusiast and always either rode to the next city while touring or had his motorcycle shipped wherever he went.
There's only one other celebrity that really made me feel this way and that was the day Robin Williams passed.
R.I.P. Neil Peart