Report From Vermont
The Green Mountain State mourns the passing of the oldest (formerly) living band leader, Sterling Weed, who died this past Sunday at his home in St. Albans. A spry 104, Sterling gave Strom Thurmond the proverbial finger not only by out-living the old racist coot, but by staying just as active to the end. Participating in his last gig less than a month ago (although a bladder infection kept him from playing his sax), locals partied like it was 1940, swinging to the classic tunes of Weed's Imperial Orchestra. Vermonters everywhere wonder: who can take Weed's place? Who can wail on that saxophone and strum the music in our hearts? Who the hell can live that freakin' long? The man was bald. The man was effective. And we honor him.
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4 Comments:
...and not a single weed joke. now that's respect.
Although if you do a Google image search for "sterling weed," you get a lot of nice pot pictures, too.
His brother Dick will proudly carry on the Weed name.
And their cousin Ditch.
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