Jane Scott, longtime rock ‘n’ roll critic/enthusiast for The Cleveland Plain Dealer, who witnessed the major events of the era, from the four lads from Liverpool to the depths of rap and hip hop, died at 92 the other day. Here’s the PD’s obituary, followed by her last column, which appeared in April.
http://www.cleveland.com/popmusic/index.ssf/2011/07/jane_scott_legendary_plain_dea.html
http://blog.cleveland.com/pdextra/2011/04/jane_scott_to_witness_to_rock.html
Among the things she was happy about:
“I didn’t get splattered the night that punker Iggy Pop covered his chest and stomach with peanut butter and rolled around the Cleveland Agora stage like a dying trout. And I’ve always been able to get out of the mosh pit just as people began bumping into each other.
And there was the time I held so tightly to a seat at Blossom (Music Center in suburban C’land) that I wasn’t swept down the aisle when the crowd rushed the stage at a Nine Inch Nails concert. Johan, then a marketing executive from the Agora, was carried right along in the throng, and he’s 6-foot-6.”