Neil Peart, Rush’s great drummer and even better lyricist, died today at just 67. I discovered Rush when I was 11 and I played Moving Pictures over and over on my turntable while playing Atari. These lyrics he wrote resonated with me as a kid and I’d like to believe they describe me today — individualistic, optimistic, and willing to change:
No, his mind is not for rent
Neil Peart, “Tom Sawyer”
To any god or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren’t permanent
But change is
More obituaries: Rolling Stone, Pitchfork.
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