Angelo Badalamenti, 1937-2022
 

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All I can say is that for over three decades the guy's music has been more than a soundtrack to me; it's been a portal to a full universe of living art that feels as real as the shitty rat race with which we deal every day.

I was just in my first teenage years when Twin Peaks aired where I live. Even though parts of it were censored (the dictatorship was gone in name but not in culture) and, sadly, the original language was dubbed/revoiced (this was before cable), Lynch's vision, augmented formidably by Badalamenti's unique sound-world (don't even try to replicate it), sucked me into a rabbit hole I still couldn't find my way out of if I wanted to. At school, nobody knew what the fuck I was on. Boys were into fútbol, girls were into bullshit (sorry not sorry); I was into something that words, at least at that age, could never have done justice - not that I would have been understood anyway.

Thank you to Angelo and David, and Julee, who also passed away this year. This isn't over, guys - the sycamore trees are still out there.