trish keenan, british frontwoman of the amazing band broadcast, and also one of my favorite ladies in musical history, died last friday at the age of 42 from complications with pneumonia. (pneumonia, seriously? it's 2011, for god's sake! i don't understand how this is possible.) in her psychedelic hippie dresses with belled sleeves and flowing hair, she always had op-art backgrounds and beautiful video shows to accompany her eerily soothing voice. when i last saw her perform at the trubadour in hollywood, she wore a silver sequined dress and go-go boots, her voice haunting the cavernous wooden building like a melodic seance. you will be missed, girl.*
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