Jay Reatard died last night in his sleep at 29. He was, musically, probably one of the most exciting writer/performers of the 00s, a long-time vet given his early start at 16, but still young enough to promise greatness and, hell, to deliver it more often than not. You didn't have to listen to his songs for very long to notice that they were all about alienation and self-doubt, the laceration wrapped in some of the best actual songs of the last few years. No word on how it happened, but you don't die in your sleep at 29 without help...do you? What a shame.
Haven't been this sad about a rock and roll death since Joe Strummer and he had a comparatively long and happy life.
Here he is doing "Nightmare"