The man hated hippies, didn’t have a singing voice, and didn’t give a shit.
Glam, punk and alternative rock are all unthinkable without his revelatory example. “One chord is fine,” he once said, alluding to his bare-bones guitar style. “Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you’re into jazz.”
Listen closely, hear his tender heart:
Here’s something written by Dostoevsky, more or less:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffr0opfm6I4
And here’s something by The Shirelles, in an alternate universe:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOmZimH00oo
Rest in peace, Lou Reed.
P.S. While the secular world stockpiled canned goods and ammo for Y2K, the Vatican declared a Jubilee and invited Lou Reed to play.