I am old enough to remember when there was only one "day the music died."
This, by God, has been the week the music died.

And now, just a day later, Helm has died, too.
The music dies more and more often these days, at least if you're someone my age. But like the savior of the world from a garden tomb, it always rises again, so long as we have our records and our CDs and a decent radio station here and there.
Levon Helm has found his release from this vail of tears, which he once brightened with his music. And which he brightens still.
Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine.
Et lux perpetua luceat ei.
Requiescat in pace. Amen.
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