It has occurred to me that George Michael, of Wham!, is dead. On Christmas Day, no less.
Fuck.
The outcry has been considerable. A lot of people are upset over this, and for good reason; he was an amazing guy and a great artist. I never listened to Wham! or his solo material religiously by any means, but I have always had a soft spot in my heart for "Wake Me Up! Before You Go-Go", "Last Christmas"; I always love to jive with "Faith" (a-Faith, a-Faith-a), and the saxophone on "Careless Whisper" (I'm looking at you, Sexy Sax Man) always put a smile on my face!
But now he's gone, and I'm gonna look at those aforementioned songs with a little bittersweetness in my heart.
2016 keeps taking people that don't deserve it away from us, it seems - left a little trail of destruction in its wake. It all started with Bowie...
Rest in peace, George Michael; heaven knows we sure had some fun.
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