R.I.P. Tom Petty, 1950 – 2017

It’s Been a Very Tough 24 Hours

So sad to lose Tom Petty, one of the most talented and offbeat characters in the history of rock music. Back when I was going through my malicious and anarchic punk rock phase (which continues to this day), I was once given free tickets to a Tom Petty concert. I really didn’t feel like going – that was mainstream music – but my girlfriend at the time convinced me that it was, at the very least, “something to do.” I could not argue this logic.

So we went.

And I was truly dumbstruck. The show was one of the best shows I have ever seen. Tom Petty was a true showman and such an accomplished songwriter. He played hit after hit that night, and we were amazed at how many truly great songs he had composed. His songs were alive in such a unique way, evoking all manner of odd and wondrous feelings.

God only knows how many people he inspired or helped through difficult times with “I Won’t Back Down.” If only people of today were willing to live their lives according to that sentiment. It is so tragic to lose Mr. Petty when he was still so vibrant and dynamic, but even more so in light of recent tragedy. When I heard the news of his passing – which was handled horrifically of course in the news media’s rabid stampede to be the first with the story – I immediately wanted to watch the above two videos. I’m pretty sure “You Got Lucky” was my first exposure to Tom Petty. Back in the early days of MTV it was cycled constantly. “Don’t Come Around Here No More” used to freak me out. But in a great way.

Tom Petty helped fight the Terrible. His music was a lighted beacon of inspiration and joy. But not in some mundane spiritual way. No, more like when you’re out camping on a pitch black night in the woods, hypnotized by stars, and you walk really far and get a bit lost. You can’t see the campfire or hear anyone else. Maybe you get a bit freaked. Eventually one of your friends comes looking for you and stops half-way, but knowingly lights up a cigarette or joint. He knows there’s no need to shout or call out. It will all be fine. That red point of light, silently brightening on every drag, shows us the way. Tom Petty always led us back to camp and the warmth of the fire.

Unfortunately for us, he won’t be coming around here no more.

R.I.P. Tom.