Posted on 04/19/2010 11:35:01 AM PDT by a fool in paradise
Devon Clifford, drummer for Canadian dance-punk band You Say Party! We Say Die! collapsed on stage during a gig in Vancouver Friday night and died shortly after.
Clifford collapsed during a show at the Rickshaw Theatre, according to the Vancouver Sun. Family members released a statement saying the 30-year-old drummer died early Saturday morning, apparently from a brain hemorrhage.
“Devon Clifford was an extremely gifted drummer and determined character,” family members said in a statement. “He loved his family, loved his band, loved traveling, loved being on stage and loved meeting people around the world. He was smart, witty, passionate, and music meant everything to him.”
The statement said Clifford’s brain hemorrhage resulted from congenital defects and that the drummer fell into a coma after collapsing on stage. Surgeons operated on the musician but were unable to save his life.
The band’s record label – Paper Bag – also issued a statement regarding Clifford’s death.
“It is with absolute sadness to report that our dear friend Devon Clifford died just hours ago in a Vancouver hospital surrounded by his family and friends. He will be deeply missed by everyone who knew him.”
Timing is everything, huh?
Three words: sucked total a$$! It was the second worst show I ever attended. The first being Guns 'n Roses with The Cult. They were all wasted and wasted my money.
Some of the excesses of [Vincebus Eruptum] were true of all acid rock albums of the late 1960s.
Actually, Vincebus Eruptum kind of made most of those excesses seem tame. Particularly the berserk feedback overdubs in the finale of "Second Time Around." Until bassist Dickie Peterson's death last October, Blue Cheer had been working for a very long time (they first reunited in the early 1980s) with Peterson, original drummer Paul Whaley, and guitarist Andrew (Duck) MacDonald.
Little remembered: After the original trio's second album (Outsideinside, which was still pre-metallic music but nowhere even close to the first album's insane style---unless you've heard their laughing-gas cover of the Rolling Stones's "Satisfaction"), they transformed gradually into an interesting, somewhat experimental band tinkering with straight R and B, raga, folk, and straight-up rock and roll, with little resembling their original pre-metallic squall other than one side of New! Improved! Blue Cheer, their third set.
Ironically, considering the original trio's squall of sound, the first guitarist, Leigh Stephens, left after the second album---depending on whom you believe, he either quit or was fired because he objected to the band's overloaded drinking and drugging in those years.
You forgot The Randy Disher Project.
You forgot The Randy Disher Project.I'm not so sure I'd call that one of the great names. But I'm not so sure I wouldn't, either.
On the other hand, I did forget Canned Heat (for a great name, never for the music they made, at least until Alan Wilson died) . . .
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