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I’m not sure if it’s because it’s a grey and dreary morning but for some reason I started to think of Scott Hutchison. A person I never knew personally but felt like I did because of the music he left behind. His passing should never have been a surprise and yet when it happened I was shocked. He literally wrote a song about it and now here it was a true prophecy of things to come. I guess I didn’t want to believe how true the song was. The song I refer to is “Floating in the Forth” by Frightened Rabbit. Scott Hutchison, was the songwriter/singer/guitarist for the band if you are not familiar. To me, that song is a beautiful tragedy. It is deeply sad to begin with but even more so now that he is gone. It’s been almost a year and a half and it is hard to believe it has been that long. Many musicians I like have passed away and I was saddened but none of them paled in comparison to Scott’s. I was very shocked when I heard of Prince’s death. Still, it doesn’t seem to compare to the feeling of sadness I felt as I did when I heard of Scott’s. I never thought that the last time I would see Frightened Rabbit would be at the Roisin Dubh in Galway, Ireland. I had seen them a couple other times in the States but it was a treat to see them in Ireland. I just didn’t think it would be the last time I would see them. Scott’s mental health seemed to be doing okay. It just goes to show that the demons of depression can grab you at anytime. Sometimes they don’t let you go and you don’t return. I think that was the case for Scott. I hope that there was “peace beneath the roar of the forth road bridge”.

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