.......somehow, I feel ....i dunno....rock-ish. I feel jubilant. Not jubilant that Chuck has gone. But that he *was*, and that he *was* in such an electric and triumphant manner.

In life, it never is simply the matter of what one is. It is the matter of what is contained within all of that being. At least to me, Chuck was a giant, so much more than that guy that could play a fire-stormin' guitar and duck-walk while doing so.

Salud, Mr. Berry. And much love upon your future journeys.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuck_Berry

There's a lovely bit abt halfway down the page in a block talking abt how he was one of the fathers of rock'n'roll.

Peter Tork would talk abt his influence, and certainly the Beach Boys were influenced by him in their early years.

Such a great man.

A sad day, but of course Carl would have appreciated Chuck's music. :-)