"We gonna drop this next bomb for a money-makin' playa that ain't with us no mo."
"Yeah, Notorious BIG."
"Hell no! We gonna do this for a gangbanging thug that never seen it comin'."
"Yeah, Tupac Shakur!"
"Nah bitch! I'm talkin' 'bout motherfuckin' Falco and shit."
— Bloodhound Gang, intro to "Mope"
Diane: This happens to be a great artist!
Sam: If he's a great artist, what's he doing alive?
Never age. Never die. Live forever in that one last white-hot moment, when the crowd screamed.
When every note was a heartbeat. Burn across the sky.
You will never grow old. They will never say you died.
That’s the deal. You will be the greatest musician in the world.
Live fast. Die young.
— Terry Pratchet, Soul Music
David Morgan-Mar: So... in order to maintain my popularity, I have to stay dead?
Head Death: LOOK AT HOW IT WORKS FOR OTHER ARTISTS. EMILY DICKINSON. VAN GOGH. ELVIS.
Envy feeds upon the living, after death it is silent.
We all know dead rappers get better promotion.
“Men are never convinced of your reasons, of your sincerity, of the seriousness of your sufferings, except by your death.”
— Albert Camus, The Fall
Some are born posthumously.
—Friedrich Nietzsche, The Antichrist, Foreword
"A poet in history is divine, but a poet in the next room is a joke."
— Max Eastman
"That was a good career move."
—Gore Vidal on Truman Capote's death
"Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground."
"Elvis Presley should've been murdered in 1947; someone should've walked up to Elvis in 1947 with a .44 magnum, put the barrel of the gun right at his brainstem and pulled the trigger...so you could remember Elvis in a good way. Wouldn't it be nice to remember Elvis thin, with a big head of hair? Maybe that gold lame suit; wouldn't that be nice? Because how do you remember Elvis? You don't remember Elvis. He was found on the toilet, with his pants around his ankles and his big, fat, hairy, sweaty, king-of-rock-and-roll ass exposed to the world, and his final piece of kingly evidence floating in the toilet behind him."
"Certainly, when somebody takes their own life, it's always a tragedy, especially when it's a guy who was 27 and obviously had a lot of things going for him. Having said all that, [Jonathan] Brandis' death has unfortunately triggered yet another case of that phenomenon known as Dying Young Retroactively Makes You More Talented. From the way his fans talk about him on message boards to this day, you'd think the world had lost the next Olivier. This is a bit much, given that his primary claim to fame was as the most annoying character on a mediocre show that only lasted three seasons. (Seriously, prior to his death, reviewers mostly described Brandis' SeaQuest character as a dopier version of Wesley Crusher.)"