Death by suicide at the weekend. 49.
Probably not a lot of Prodigy fans here, unless you were a mad lad in the 90's but you might recognize some of their song titles I've used to compose this wee eulogy story.
Keith Flint, it was Ruff in the Jungle to Run with the Wolves with Piranha Omen Thunder Colours through the Mindfields, you were a Prodigy, a No Good FireStarter No Man Army Serial Thrilla who came Into the Shadow, Out of Space with Everybody in the Place - the Voodoo People to Wind It Up - The Heat The Energy on the Hyperspeed Speedway under Full Throttle Diesel Power smashing Roadblox, dropping Rhythm Bombs where Narayan Music Reach Skylined.
Day Is My Enemy too in Jericho with the Wall of Death and land of the Invisible Sun.
There was always the Get Your Fight On Stand Up Funky Sht Hot Ride Girls & More Girls, the Spitfire Rebel Radio Memphis Bells on the Action Radar and Smack my Btch Up Poison Medicine, Nasty 3 Kilos worth of AWOL Break & Enter, The Way It Is until you Shoot Down, found Medusa's Path then it was Your Love, Fuel in my Fire One Love that led you to the Phoenix, a Wake Up Call that let you Climbatize to the Fighter Beat but Baby's Got a Temper and you couldn't Breathe under Their Law, the Claustrophobic Sting or Weather Experience so you hit the Wild Frontier, the Rise of the Eagles, danced the Warriors Dance to the Death of the Prodigy Dancers.
Thanks for the music :THUMBS-UP: