Lou Reed died today. This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was among the select pantheon of rock-&-roll who were meant to be around forever. Of course, we all eventually go — Ian Curtis, Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Mark Sandman, John Lennon, all of us — but you slip into a habit of mind of thinking they’ll live forever. Mainly because their music and the effect it has on you seems so eternal, so lasting. When another living legend is no longer living, out of the blue, the light seems to dim a little for the rest of us. The world seems suddenly smaller and…lesser, somehow, for not having luminaries like Lou Reed in it, when not so long ago they were still with us. So here’s to the music, while it lasts…before the silence returns.