January has been the cruelest month...

I'm seriously hating January right now. The first month of a brand new year, and already 2 cinema icons have been taken from us. I know, I know...to "Tribe" fans this will be random. But you'll just have to bear with me.

First it was David Bowie. Close to admitting my age here, but Bowie in the '70s seriously influenced my early years. His music was way behind progressive. It was dynamic. It demanded response. 

You didn't just listen to it--you felt it. He grabbed you and never let go.

And then there was Alan Rickman. That man had some deep creds. Those that stand out in my mind may be the familiar ones but who cares? "Quigley Down Under," "Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves," and the very first "Die Hard" would have been soooo much less without his character. Okay, fine, yes, nobody else could have played Severus Snape so convincingly, but the Potter movies came late to the party.

With Rickman though, it was as much about the voice. That accent was as much a part of any character as his profile or beard.

Last year was hard enough. We lost too many of the great ones. Way too many.

I saw a tee-shirt that I really should buy for myself. It says: "I may be old, but I got to see all the really great bands."

Nope, I'll never admit to being old. But yeah, I did see a ton of the great bands at their heights. Great actors too. And it seriously pisses me off, to lose them.

Thanks for letting me rant.

-Chyna