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Thank you.
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On 7th and A.
Previously
Joe Will be back on the niagara ( east 7 th st.wall) in the EV NYC . In a few weeks Rastas ! pic.twitter.com/iIBKJL6QGx
— Jesse Malin (@jesse_malin) August 20, 2013
I had a dream recently that someone painted over the Joe Strummer mural on the side of Niagara. And when I saw it — while inexplicably riding a bike the wrong direction on Seventh Street (no comments! This was a dream!) — a new mural was in progress. It was black and purple and looked like a bruise.
And it was going to be Ronnie Wood of the Rolling Stones.
I took photos and rushed home to post the photos. (Traveling now with the traffic, harumpf!) I was in such a hurry, I didn't stop at the site of a construction accident. (No one was injured.)
As far as I can remember, this was my first blog-related dream.
Joe was not the most famous rock star – but he was the best.
If you came of age in the Seventies, his death meant as much as losing John Lennon – an unbearable loss, leaving a gap that would never be filled.
Because Joe was unique.
Punk’s great humanitarian, he never stopped believing that the music had the power to change individual lives, and that those lives had the power to change the world.
As he got older, his idealism only increased, and his fire burned still brighter.
I knew him before he had a record deal and I saw him just before he died.
And in my entire life I never met anyone with a bigger heart than Joe Strummer.
“Without people, you’re nothing,” he once said.