I feel very lucky that I had the chance to get to know the person he is, even just a teeny, tiny bit. To be able to experience his candor, his unstoppable creativity and his unbelievably sharp, quick wit. As many have been discussing, when talking about his life, he could be gruff. Of course. But it’s important to understand that it was always because he was trying to get the best out of everyone around him. He wouldn’t accept mediocrity. You don’t get to be an artist of his level if you accept mediocrity.
But I’m incredibly thankful that I also got to see the sweet, sensitive Lou that lived just beneath the surface. I’m thankful I got to know the Lou who would hold your hand when he was talking to you. The Lou that had so much passion for everything in his life. From music (be it Melt Banana or Nicki Minaj) to his favorite pizza in Manhattan, to the Tai Chi that he dedicated so much of his life to that he helped to make a film about it.
I’m so thankful that I had a chance to witness, firsthand, the ferocity with which he loved his wife; you could feel his deep admiration and respect just in the way he looked at her or talked about her. I’m thankful I got to know the way he and Laurie loved Lolabelle, their dog who passed away last year. They treated Lolabelle like a child, and they grieved her loss through the creation of art when she died.
I’m very, very so thankful that I got to know the man who changed everything..everything with the way he chose his words, and the way he painted them against a different kind of music.
The way no one else had thought to do.