Insomnia has it's benefits (I'm too tired to name any, but I'm sure they exist), but sometimes my sleep-deprived brain comes up with some pretty bizarre ideas. For example:
If I Were a Famous Musician, I'd Stick With A Tour Bus
February 3, 2009 marks the 50th anniversary of the plane crash that killed J.P. "The Big Bopper" Richardson, Ritchie Valens and Buddy Holly (see photo at left). There have been celebrity air fatalities going all the way back to Icarus but it seems that musicians have especially bad luck when it comes to air travel. Off the top of my head I can name Glenn Miller, Patsy Cline, Otis Redding, Jim Croce, most of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Rick Nelson, Kyu Sakamoto (Japanese singer famous for his 1963 hit Sukiyaki), John Denver, Stevie Ray Vaughn, and Aaliyah
Whenever I fly, an evil miniature version of myself appears on my shoulder and starts whispering "LaBamba" in my ear. He usually shuts up after a few seconds which is just long enough to remind me of my own mortality. I suppose it could be worse - he could sing Holly's "That'll Be The Day."
I'll close with a clip of Buddy Holly performing Peggy Sue (tragically there is not a lot of footage of Buddy performing live - this performance is from his late 50's appearance on the The Arthur Murray Party variety show)