Crazy Little Thing Called Love

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QUEEN: Crazy Little Thing Called Love…

Gram Parsons: Fallen Angel

Gram Parsons: November 5, 1946 – September 19, 1973

Gram Parsons, former member of the Byrds, the Flying Burrito Brothers, and solo artist, would have been 60 years old today.




Gram in his Nudie suit

Gram died September 19, 1973 in Joshua Tree, California, a part of the Mojave and Sonoran Deserts, at the age of 26.

During the funeral ceremony for Gram's close friend Clarence White, Gram was overheard stating that when he died, rather than being buried in the ground, he would like to be taken out to The Joshua Tree desert of southern California and burned. After Gram died in The Joshua Tree Inn, his body was taken to the Los Angeles International Airport in preparation for being flown to Louisiana for burial. Gram's road manager Phil Kaufman and a friend, Michael Martin, got very intoxicated, borrowed a broken down hearse and drove to LAX to retrieve the body. When they arrived, they told the shipping clerk that Gram's remains were to be sent out of another airport, flashed some bogus paperwork and falsely signed for the body. After crashing into a wall and almost being arrested, Phil, Michael and Gram drove back to The Joshua Tree Desert, stopping only to buy more beer and a container of gasoline. They took Gram's remains into the desert, poured gasoline inside the coffin and set him ablaze. The two were arrested several days later and fined $700.00 for stealing and burning the COFFIN (it was is not against the law to steal a dead body). Gram's partially burned remains were finally laid to rest in a modest cemetery near New Orleans, LA.
-- gramparsons dot com

Joshua tree
Photo © MJ, Infomaniac


Gram’s voice lives on in this heartbreaking duet with Emmylou Harris, “Love Hurts” (scene from Brokeback Mountain)…





Emmylou’s loving, longing tribute song to Gram, “Boulder to Birmingham”…





Baby do you know what I mean



Read all about Gram in Phil Kaufman’s book, Road Mangler Deluxe.

Still miss you, beautiful, poetic, harmonic angel.