John Prine, Who Chronicled the Human Condition in Song, Dies at 73

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15. I've seen John in concert more than any other group or artist.

The first time I saw him was at a club called 'Red Creek' in Rochester, NY. It was a small venue, maybe 30 tables at the most, and we had the table right in from of the stage, not more than 10 feet away from him. Best show I've ever seen in my life. I'll never forget that night so many years ago. This is so sad. I cry for myself, not John, because he's in a far finer place, but I'll never get to hear anymore music from that wonderful man. It also reminds me of my own mortality, and that's happening much too often lately. John had a few health problems of late, but this one I blame on Donald Trump. As if I needed another reason to hate that mother-fucker!