Just read the terrible news that Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse) took his own life on Saturday near his home in Knoxville, TN. He was 47. I only saw Sparklehorse once – at Bowery Ballroom in 2006 – but his slow, spare songs were unlike anything I've ever experienced, before or since. It was far more searing than any high-voltage rock show, leaving me haunted for days. (Go here to listen to the brilliant Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain.)
Coming on the heels of Vic Chesnutt's suicide on Christmas day, and Jay Reatard's suspicious death three weeks later, this is one musical trend I could well do without.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.
oh my… my condolences for Mark Linkous (a.k.a. Sparklehorse), may you rest in peace. this is an unexpected to happen.