Damn it all, I found out about this about ten minutes ago while reading stuff on Flipboard, and I’m sad and angry, and in a weird sort of way, almost resigned to and nearly numb to stuff like this.
I spent the day in Salisbury with my late partner’s family, and for the first time in eleven months, I managed to get through the day without ending up in bits, it being the anniversary of her death, and finding out this happened to someone who’s music I’ve loved for years, since the first Screaming Trees album in fact, and I’ve found all I’m able to do is just sigh heavily – I just have nothing left.
I was lucky enough to see Screaming Trees play The Fleece in Bristol, about as intimate a venue as you can get, (apart from Moles in Bath, which doesn’t have a stage), and they were phenomenal! If there’s anyone who I would want to be able to sing like, it would either be Jeff Buckley or Mark Lanegan.
He certainly live a rock’n’roll life without compromising anything!
RIP Mark.