Randy Rhoads was and is one of my biggest inspirations. Sadly, he died in a tragic plane crash on this day back in 1982. Not only was he an amazing guitarist he was a really sweet guy. Though I didn't notice it at the time, I created my rock guitarist fursona Zid on the anniversary of his passing back in 2007. I like to think of it as my way of honoring his legacy and showing appreciation for the impact he's had on my life.
This isn't the greatest poem in the world.
This is a tribute.
This isn't the greatest poem in the world.
This is a tribute.
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I've driven past the crash site. It's just four counties over from where I spend the winter in FL.
Even after all this time, it's still rather sombre. I fully agree that Randy died way too young. He took Neil Young's advice to heart. He burned out, rather than faded away...
As for my winter haunts in FL: The JAX / St. Augustine area also has plenty of rock-cred of its own. The Classics IV, Skynyrd, and .38 Special all came from Jacksonville, and The Outlaws wrote their signature song: "Green Grass and High Tides" on St. Augustine Beach.
Even after all this time, it's still rather sombre. I fully agree that Randy died way too young. He took Neil Young's advice to heart. He burned out, rather than faded away...
As for my winter haunts in FL: The JAX / St. Augustine area also has plenty of rock-cred of its own. The Classics IV, Skynyrd, and .38 Special all came from Jacksonville, and The Outlaws wrote their signature song: "Green Grass and High Tides" on St. Augustine Beach.
I've seen a few videos by people who (respectfully) have filmed the area and it's kind of crazy how little it's changed since then. I don't blame the owners of places like that for being a little upset at all the attention their homes get. I got really steamed the other day when one of the articles talking about the anniversary spread the whole bs rumor that the crash happened because Randy was goofing off. Everyone knew he was terrified of flying and only went up because the bands hair dresser was scared of going up. The pilots the asshole to blame.
I miss going to Florida. My aunt, uncle, and grandmother (and early on my great-grandmother) would go down to WDW and to visit my aunts sister who lived in Orlando. The last time I went was when I was 25. It's weird to think that was half a lifetime ago now.
I miss going to Florida. My aunt, uncle, and grandmother (and early on my great-grandmother) would go down to WDW and to visit my aunts sister who lived in Orlando. The last time I went was when I was 25. It's weird to think that was half a lifetime ago now.
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