The first time the death of a rock and roll performer affected me was back in 1991. Coincidentally, it wasn't just one person, but two who died on the same day that shook me up. The first person was Freddie Mercury, lead singer for Queen, but I'll deal with that tomorrow on the actual anniversary. The second was Eric Carr of KISS.
Anyone who's read any of my other posts or looked at the photos on the right knows I count KISS as influential in my life and in my love of rock music. I was a huge fan of Peter Criss, the original drummer for the band, and wasn't too happy when he was replaced in 1980 by Eric Carr. But eventually, Eric won me over and I rocked out to his beats just as much as Peter's.
Eric Carr died at the age of 41 of a very rare type of cancer, heart cancer. It was a shock to hear of his death, especially as he was so young. KISS is such a force of nature, it seemed like nothing could touch them, and then to lose their backbone.... It was a terrible tragedy.
Today, in honor of Eric, I pulled out all the recordings I had of him behind the kit and had a listen. I'm sure I'm not the only KISS fan doing that today.
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