When the fans cry

My train is going along through a mist tainted gold by the morning sun. A journalist wept. My wife wept. Thousands more are weeping. It's not the first time this year either. First Bowie, now Prince. There are others but not quite on that level.

When some celebrities die there are complaints about the media caring more for one Western life than hundreds of others. These are valid statements and at times very on point.

But with some figures, usually artists, there is a reason for media coverage and mass declarations of grief. These are the artists who have touched society. They have touched thousands of individuals. They have inspired. They have consoled. They have elated. They have caused change.

When these people die, someone who has been an intimate part of our lives has died. We probably never met them, we may not have liked them if we did, but their art is a part of our lives. And for that we will always mourn.

Keep dreaming - you know they did.

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