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Scott Miller died a year ago today. I didn't find out until two days later, and my response was, "I can't believe it." I can scarcely believe it a year later. He was only fifty-three. (His cause of death has never been disclosed online--in an attempt, I believe, to protect his two young children from ghoulishness--though he was open about his struggles with depression.)

I knew Scott only slightly. I saw his band the Loud Family play a few times between 1995-2000. I interviewed him over the phone for the Bay Area New Times in 1998. It was the rock interview I was most pleased (and overawed) to get to do. He was unassuming and humorous, as well as vastly intelligent. Much later, we were Facebook friends. (Unbelievably, both my Facebook friends named Scott are now dead. Today I find myself imagining Scott Miller and poet Scott Wannberg arguing about music and books in heaven.) [Edited to add: It occurs to me now that I do have a living Facebook friend named Scott! But he goes under a different name on Facebook, which is why I forgot.]

Scott Miller's music meant, and means, so much to me, as does his book about pop music, Music: What Happened? Today hurts, as I knew it would.

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