The fact is that - for me - this is what today should be all about. Far from wallowing in grief we should be celebrating the life of one of metal's last true icons. Lemmy lived life how he wanted and did a fucking good job of it from where I am standing. He is rightly the envy of many of us. Most of us dream of a truly rock n roll lifestyle but only a few of us get to live it. Lemmy made it seem effortless but unfortunately nobody is indestructible. I will raise a few glasses of JD tonight in his honor, whilst playing a selection of Motorhead's finest releases.
The king is dead, long live the king.