Andrew Anglin
Daily Stormer
May 27, 2017
I mean, as hippie music goes, there was definitely a lot worse.
RT:
Singer and songwriter Gregg Allman has died aged 69 from unknown causes. The musician found the ‘Allman Brothers Band’ along with his brother Duane, who died in 1971, shortly after they achieved commercial success.
“It is with deep sadness that we announce that Gregg Allman, a founding member of The Allman Brothers Band, passed away peacefully at his home in Savannah, Georgia,” the statement said.
“Gregg struggled with many health issues over the past several years. During that time, Gregg considered being on the road playing music with his brothers and solo band for his beloved fans, essential medicine for his soul. Playing music lifted him up and kept him going during the toughest of times.”
It’s just this whole phenomenon of “OMG SOME GUY I DON’T KNOW IS DEAD THIS IS TERRIBLE” that I find so disgusting.
Because, seriously. You don’t know this guy. You didn’t know David Bowie.
You don’t know any of the celebrities having high profile deaths lately.
And unlike with Zbig or Roger Ailes, what is there to even reflect on when a rock musician dies?
“Well, he made some good songs that had a terribly destructive effect on our civilization, spent his life doing drugs, now he’s dead.”
Okay then.
Basically, this phenomenon of mourning the deaths of celebrities – even ones who haven’t been relevant in decades – is a way our society sublimates their personal emotional pain at the death of our civilization and the collapse of our society into a simplistic, socially acceptable emotional outlet.
It is a bizarre phenomenon.