Without Alex Chilton, there’d be no Big Star. Without Big Star, there’d be no “September Gurls.” Without “September Gurls” there’d be no U in PopGurls.
That’s the easiest way that I can explain how much Alex Chilton and his music touched and influenced my life. I’m so glad I caught the Big Star show in Brooklyn last year — he was uncharacteristically uncranky, and seemed to be having a pretty damn good time. He will so very much be missed.
Ann Powers has a very lovely eulogy here: