09/19/2026
I was 16 when this music found me, and I wore that first album OUT. Some art changes you without announcing itself — it touches something, stays somewhere, and decades later you realize it became part of the architecture of who you are.
I saw Duncan perform live many times over the years, and eventually had this lovely little moment with him. There’s something particularly sobering about losing someone who was only ten years ahead of me.
How lucky I was to find his music exactly when I did. 🤍
Rest well, Duncan.