Farewell, Sinead, Shuhada

Farewell, Sinead, Shuhada.

I guess it should not be a surprise that she died so young, but nevertheless, I feel shocked and sad at the news. She was such an incredible combination of fragility, power, rawness and beauty. In this time of enormous fakery, there was nothing fake about her. Although she was a distant “star” and a celebrity, and it was difficult to keep track of her crazy meanderings through life, religion, mental illness, fame and notoriety, her music touched us on a personal level; it entered us deeply, and found the raw parts of ourselves. So losing her also feels like something of a personal loss – not just like the passing of another famous singer.