Allan Deonarine

The last few years I haven't been really listening to a lot of music. I usually rely on my friends to keep me up to date on what's topping the charts. When asked by dream on rainy days for music to play for my birthday last year, all I could muster was Michael Jackson and The Beastie Boys. 

I was stunned to learn of the recent passing of Adam Yauch(MCA of the Beastie Boys). I knew he had cancer, but I didn't realize how severe it had gotten. Just last year they released a new album, which I quickly devoured, and a few weeks ago they were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Yauch was admitted to hospital the same day. 

Their music has always been apart of my youth, my life. A constant background noise. Comforting. Permanent. It was like an out of body experience when I found out a Beastie Boys had died. You think they would always be around, and suddenly they aren't. 

This slight brush with death has reminded me to not take for granted the ones who are close to me. To tell them you care and to be there for them when they need you. Because when death is not just a cool breeze, but a knock on the door or a phone call, you will need them more than anything.

I had always found it odd that Fight For Your Right was their best known track. It's not representative of their usual sound. That rhythmic, mic-passing style that they do so well. You can't pick your hits I guess. For my money Intergalactic was where it was at.