Less damning than fuck, but
No less poisonous to the soul.
Let me explain:
Recently such names as David Bowie, Victoria Wood, Alan Rickman, Paul Daniels, Percy Sledge, Ronnie Corbett and, yesterday, Prince have all died.
Folk ask: why?
It’s so depressing, why are they are these legends dying?!
Do you think that when David Jones was scraping a living with the Pirates that he asked why?
No. He asked how.
How can I be at the top?
How can I be a better musician?
How can I write and inspire?
That is the question we should be asking.
Legends have passed, but not gone. They have left in their wake a journey of joy.
How can we do the same?
Why am I not doing the same.
And on that note, I’m going to the gym.