Farewell to an Icon

I was backstage in the greenroom at a Laurie Anderson show, where I'd worked as a volunteer usher. I was exhausted, and sat down for a break on a ratty sofa. There was a TV on showing a baseball game. A guy came in and plopped down on the seat beside me. He asked if I wanted a beer- I said sure. He went to the fridge and got two icy cans, popped one for me. I took the can and did a double take when I realized who he was. He grinned, poked me in the shoulder, and said "get over it- I'm Lou Reed." I hope you are taking a walk on the wild side Lou! Thanks for the beer and the music! Say hi to Drella for me!