When a show is distributed 
after its run, it is called
syndication. When the show is
Vin Scelsa's Idiot's Delight,
it's called . . .

As I’m sure you know, Joey Ramone died on Easter Sunday (4/14/01) at the age of 49, after a long and courageous battle with cancer (lymphoma). Beyond Joey’s impact on the world of rock’n’roll – which was enormous – he was a personal friend with whom I had the pleasure and privilege of working and socializing. As anyone who knew him would tell you, he was a sweet, gentle, funny, intelligent, totally honest, “rock’n’roll heart” man. I used to joke that he was from another planet – his flesh and eyes and body shape were so “alien looking” – well, I guess his planet’s mothership came to NYC last week to take him home. How appropriate that it was on Easter Sunday. His suffering is over, thankfully ... His legacy is firmly established ... All blessings on him and those he left behind ...

I invited music writer and senior editor at Rolling Stone, David Fricke, to spend the night with me. David was engaged all last week in preparing a major obituary to run in the next issue of RS. It was good to have him with me tonight; I felt very unfocused ... and David, along with Jenifer Jackson and her marvelous band, helped me get through what was a difficult show.