Tina Turner — 1939-2023

Wow, it’s been a rough few days in cultureland. Eighty-three isn’t a bad time to go —most rock stars of her caliber didn’t make it that far— but I’m still sad.

I was too young to have experienced Tina at the start, but I was at just the right age for her ‘80s Renaissance. “What’s Love Got To Do With It” ruled the airwaves, and I walked around humming “Private Dancer” —a song that would later be referenced on Scrubs via a character of the same name— all the time. And even though the song was mediocre — “all we want is life beyoooooond… the Thunderdome!”— she was the best part of Mad Max 3.

I know everyone’s gonna be saying it, but I don’t give a fuck, ‘cause it’s true.

Rest well, badass lady.