MF DOOM was one of the greats. One of the only reasons I could get into hip hop. Really heartbreaking.
It's not so much a loss as it is a chance to celebrate what still remains, and to not take it for granted or keep expecting more.
For anyone reading this news, MF DOOM's work takes on a new life as people come to experience it for themselves, for the first time.
This thought reminds me of Utah Phillips in Ani DiFranco's song "Bridges":
> Fifties, sixties, seventies, nineties, that whole idea of decade packages. Things don’t happen that way. The Vietnam War heated up in 1965 and ended in 1975. Well, what’s that got to do with decades? No, that packaging of time is a journalistic convenience that they use to trivialize and to dismiss important events and important ideas. I defy that.
(And I say this having myself just told a family member that I'm sure people everywhere are happy for 2020 to be over.)