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Rest In Peace Eyedea/Oliver Hart/Michael Larsen

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The whole posthumous game is a sick one to play. I remember when DJ AM died and Justin Warfield said something that just stayed with me for the long haul. It was basically something like after a person leaves the world we live in, people line up to tell you about how much they knew the person. In many cases, it turns into this perverse “I knew him better…” scenario that totally eclipses celebrating the memory of the person, and that is what this was all about in the first place. 

The dude known under many other names and ideas is still the same dude. He lived a life that was way too short for proper reckoning and died a death that shocked everyone around him. He was a talented individual whose true virtues had yet to be shown and he will be sorely missed by those who knew him and knew of him. His work will do what good work does and that is live on for however long it is needed. On a side note, I was always bummed that I didn’t cross paths with the dude on some rap shit because he was a cold, cold rhymer. While I grew to dislike the whole battle circuit thing, I’ll go at it with whoever you point at in a freestyle battle of wits and this dude was a measuring stick as far dope emcees go. It would have been sick as fuck to be in a cipher with the dude at some point. 

Rest In Peace and know that you did the good thing whereas others do the bad thing or nothing at all……

It’s what I always dreamed of when I was a young musician, playing in the basement. Music is my life. It’s my trade. If I can’t get it out of my head I can’t function. Someone told me they saw me at my peak, but how do they know when my peak is? I think I’m improving all the time. When I listen to my old records I’m ashamed of how I played then.
Prince