As you all know by now, we’ve lost Tom Petty. His was one of those persistent voices that seemed to throb in the background of my adolescent years, always there, always. One of my friends, upon graduating high school, proceeded to blare “Don’t Come Around Here No More” from the stereo in my ex’s car as a tribute to the principal. Another friend of mine had a mix tape that he’d play on roadtrips; the very first song on it was “Running Down a Dream”. The voice of Tom Petty was everywhere, seemingly interwoven into my life as a teen.
Now that voice is gone. The world seems dimmer, lonelier now.
I don’t have the words to do proper justice to the memory of Tom Petty. I can only say that he will be missed. But to a degree, he will live on, in his music. That will not be taken from us.