Friday, October 5, 2012

Matty Luv

   One of the last times I saw Matty Luv, I was in a van driving down Capp Street with my bandmates. He raised his fist to us in solidarity as we were about to go play in the middle of an illegal anti-war parade. Later, our band played in the middle of Mission Street on the back of a flatbed trailer and we stopped the parade right in front of Mission Records. The punk kids came out front to watch us and Matty took a break from working the door at the punk show to grace us with his smile. Later, i went back and tried to hang out with him for a little bit, but he was distant and preoccupied. Ironically, a bunch of us went to the park and gave each other hickeys. Meanwhile, Matty's life slipped away a few short blocks from us and we never saw him alive again. That was ten years ago today. I would be a liar if I told you that his impact wasn't still felt to this day, musically and aesthetically. I don't want to give a fucking eulogy. Just listen to this music and enjoy it. Keep living you lives and take care of the ones you love.
"Life is cheap, but living is expensive"


7 comments:

smoke ass said...

none of the posts on COSMIC HEARSE work...damn.

Troy said...

You can get everything posted on Cosmic Hearse, and more, here: http://www.mattyluv.com/inc/disco.php

William Wheelright said...

Ah, so the name Hickey comes from an actual blvd.

I always thought the song "Hickey Blvd" was some wild fantasy road littered with robotussin bottles.

Harvester said...

It IS a wild fantasy road littered with Robo bottles and broken dreams...in south SF.

the wizard said...

Thanks, Greg. It felt weird not doing a Matty post yesterday, but I didn't feel like I had the right things to say so I felt a lot but said nothing.

Harvester said...

Do we ever have the right things to say? Sarah T, Ivy and I had a vigil in front of the Hickey Hotel tonight, blasting Matty tapes through a boom box, burning candles, looking through photos, drinking beers, yelling at shitty people, talking to folks in the neighborhood. Traced out the Hickey heart back onto the doorbell too.

the wizard said...

FUCK! I was in the neighborhood today and totally pissed that I didn't have a sharpie to put the H back on the doorbell. That would have been an excellent way for me to spend my evening...