I ended up coming across a couple of posts on the Net today that caught my attention, both of which had to do with country/pop legend Glen Campbell and his battle with Alzheimer’s disease. One concerned a new indie film, called I’ll Be Me, about the 151-city concert tour (who does a tour that long, especially when they’re dying? Wow), which was his last. I’m quite intrigued to see the movie; here’s the trailer >>> http://mariashriver.com/blog/2014/10/ill-be-me-glen-campbell-journey-through-alzheimers-daniel-jenks/
There there’s this: His last studio recording session and his last music video, which is rather hauntingly titled “I’m Not Gonna Miss You.” It’s very poignant and a little emotional to watch >>> http://www.nbcnews.com/pop-culture/music/glen-campbells-last-studio-recording-session-n220006
When it’s time for someone to go, I guess we all stop and reflect about what we best remember about them. I was never a huge fan of his, but I sure found plenty to like. “Galveston,” for instance, is one of my favorite country/pop tunes; I also loved “Country Boy,” and a song that was written by New Orleans legend Allen Toussaint, “Southern Nights.”
But there was so much more: His days in the Wrecking Crew, that he filled in on Beach Boys’ tours, his relationship with the Smothers Brothers and the ensuing production of The Glen Campbell Goodtime Hour, his (almost) marriage to Tanya Tucker, his mug shot, when he was born again, his appearance on the Grammy Awards two years ago — and even a more recent project, the album “Meet Glen Campbell,” which included covers and updates of some of his hits.
And playing his guitar, the docs said, couldn’t cure him, but was therapeutic. As it had been all along, really. Godspeed, Glen.