In recent years, I've grown tired of hearing people who would classify themselves as music lovers offering vaguely snide comments about rap and Hip hop artists making the grade in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.
Hanging on jungle gym bars in what, before today, was known as Palmetto Playground in Brooklyn Heights, fans of Adam Yauch (MCA) gathered for the renaming of a park that the young Beastie Boy played in as a child.
They left all these, but they felt the need to keep this 1974 hit? What gives? Is Bachman Turner Overdrive huge Mets fans or something? When the Yankees win at home they play Frank Sinatra's New York, New York. It's great.
When Adam Yauch died, his family and friends lost someone they loved. The rest of us lost someone we knew of and whose work we loved. The Tibetan people lost one of their most high-profile supporters in the U.S.
Yauch was not only a musical pioneer with Beasties; he was an activist and humanitarian. Wherever there was injustice, there was Yauch, wherever there was a voice to be given to the voiceless, there was Yauch.