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Patti LaBelle lost three sisters to cancer; she’s urging adults to get health screeningsUSA TODAYon July 29, 2021 at 1:00 pm

At the height of the pandemic, Patti LaBelle engaged in a daily ritual.

Shortly after waking up, she’d get on her knees and thank God — “Again, and again and again,” she says — for her health.

This too shall pass, she would remind herself as the daily inundations of death and sickness pervaded the TV news.

She also felt “blessed,” at the time, for avoiding illness and “grateful” for the socially distanced contact she was able to maintain with friends.

On this day, she’s equally appreciative.

“I can’t complain, honey,” she tells USA TODAY. “You’ve just got to take the high road all the time.”

LaBelle’s status as one of the all-time great singers — soul, gospel, R&B, pop — is undiminished. And while she is working on new music, she’s currently focused on health. Not just her own, which, at 77, she maintains with regular activity. But adults, particularly those over 40, need a nudge to get screened for common cancers such as breast, colorectal, cervical, prostate, lung and skin.

So, she’s partnered with the Community Oncology Alliance and CancerCare, and through October, LaBelle will be seen in PSAs for the Time to Screen campaign.

Checking in from her home just outside of Philadelphia, LaBelle talked about how cancer robbed her of her sisters, how she stays healthy and what’s cooking in her famous kitchen.

LaBelle on staying fit: “Just before the pandemic I had gotten a treadmill. At 77 I need to keep as active as possible, so I would do [the treadmill]. I would walk the little dog. I would get in the pool and kick my legs. I cooked every day. On Mondays I would think about what I’d cook the whole week and go to the farmer’s market with my mask on. On Fridays, we would have a Pokeno game, a small group of four keeping our distance and eating crab and still having fun, but with 6 feet (of space) in mind. Everybody around me would make sure I didn’t touch this or that.”

The Time to Screen campaign is personal: “I have so many reasons to remind people what to do at this time of their lives. I was diagnosed with diabetes several years ago and I lost three sisters and great friends to cancer — lung, colon and so many types of cancer — who didn’t get screened as often as they should have. They all died before they turned 50 and when I turned 50 it was a milestone to me because I made it through without getting cancer. [At the start of the pandemic], people were afraid of going to doctors and let their health go by the wayside. It’s just so important for people to go and get screened … screening is the main thing we have to catch [disease] early.”

Focusing on health: “I started early, since I turned 50. After hearing and seeing my sisters go through so many awful changes, of course I’ve been [trying to stay healthy], not because I’m 77, but because I’d like to turn 78! I hope a lot of people in my life who know what I’ve dealt with take heed and get checked.”

Passing the torch: “I see it a lot out there, people who will carry on our Queendom [laughs]. Jennifer Hudson is doing it now with the Aretha (Franklin) movie (“Respect,” out Aug. 13). I love Pink. Billie Eilish. There are so many baby queens out there. We laid out the trail for you, now you come out there and do it.”

Her legacy: “Hopefully, people will say, she was so honest. She didn’t hold back about what she didn’t like about you the same as about why she loved you. She was not afraid to step on toes, because sometimes I had to. I get that from a lot of young girls — they thank me for pulling their coats and setting them on their way.”

What’s cookin’: “Yesterday it was sauteed chicken with spinach and garlic and salad with cilantro and Vidalia onions. Honey, I cook every day. Tonight we’re having leftovers — but I only keep them one night. I cook fresh as much as I can. I love being in the kitchen. It’s very cathartic to me. I’m thinking about songs and shows and costumes. It frees my mind.”

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Sunisa Lee wins gold in women’s Olympic gymnastics finalWill Graves | AP Sports Writeron July 29, 2021 at 1:37 pm

TOKYO — An American finished atop the podium in the women’s Olympic gymnastics all-around, just like always.

Sunisa Lee became the fifth straight American woman to claim the Olympic title on Thursday, edging Rebeca Andrade of Brazil in an entertaining and hotly contested final while defending champion Simone Biles watched from the stands.

Lee’s total of 57.433 points was just enough to top Andrade, who earned the first gymnastics all-around medal by a Latin American athlete but missed out on gold when she stepped out of bounds twice during her floor routine. Russian gymnast Angelina Melnikova earned bronze two days after leading ROC to gold in the team final.

Lee and the Americans earned a silver in that event, one in which Biles withdrew after one rotation when she decided she was not mentally prepared to compete.

Biles opted to pull out of the all-around final, too, leading to the jarring sight of the gymnast considered the greatest of all-time watching the biggest meet in five years from the stands alongside teammates Grace McCallum, Jordan Chiles and MyKayla Skinner.

The 24-year-old Biles’ absence created an opportunity the 24 women who took the floor at the Ariake Gymnastics Centre probably didn’t think possible when they landed in Tokyo earlier this month: a legitimate shot at the top of the podium. Biles had captured every major international competition since 2013 except the 2017 world championships, which came during the year she took off after her triumph in Rio de Janeiro five years ago.

Yet if Lee, Andrade and the rest of the contenders were nervous, it hardly showed. Andrade’s near-perfect Cheng vault gave her an early lead, but Lee used her spectacular uneven bars set — the hardest one currently being done in competition — to pull closer.

Lee, an 18-year-old Hmong-American from Minnesota, gutted her way through a nervy beam routine. She nearly came off while executing a wolf turn — basically a seated spin — and basically needed to suction cup her toes to the 4-inch slab of wood to stay on. Her score of 13.833 moved her in front of Andrade heading into the floor exercise.

Going first, Lee opted for a routine with three tumbling passes instead of four, hoping better execution would override any potential tenths she gave up by not doing a fourth pass. Her 13.700 was steady, but it left an opening for Andrade.

The 21-year-old Brazilian, two years removed from a third surgery to repair a torn ACL in her knee, had the best floor score of the contenders during qualifying. Yet she bounded out of bounds with both feet at the end of her first tumbling pass. And her right foot stepped off the white mat and onto the surrounding blue carpet.

Needing a 13.802 to win, she received a 13.666 instead, extending the U.S. dominance in one of the marquee events at the Olympics. The Americans have won each of the Olympic finals since Carly Patterson triumphed at the 2004 Athens Games.

Biles was heavily favored to extend that streak before opting out. Lee, who dealt with ankle injuries so painful she was limping at times during the U.S. championships last month, stepped into the void. She actually beat Biles during the second night of the Olympic Trials at the end of June.

A month later, she found herself standing atop the podium as one of the new faces of a sport that is becoming increasingly diverse in the U.S. She is the third straight woman of color to grab Olympic gold for the Americans, joining Biles in 2016 and Gabby Douglas in 2012.

Jade Carey, who replaced Biles in the finals for the U.S. team, finished ninth.

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Chicago’s Greatest OlympiansWhet Moseron July 29, 2021 at 1:16 pm

A swimmer who became Tarzan. A sprinter who became a congressman. Another sprinter who broke her leg in a plane crash after winning a gold medal, then recovered to win another gold, eight years after the first. The Chicago area has produced some of the most colorful and accomplished athletes in the history of the Games. Here’s our list of Chicago’s Greatest Olympians.

Frank Foss, track and field: Foss set a world record in the pole vault at the 1920 Antwerp games: 13 feet 5 inches. Foss vaulted with a bamboo pole, which was more flexible than ash and hickory, from which poles were constructed in the 19th century. The big revolution in pole technology occurred in the 1950s, when fiberglass poles enabled vaulters to fling themselves to greater and greater heights. The current world record, set last year by Sweden’s Armand Duplantis, is 20 feet 3-¼ inches. 

Johnny Weissmuller, swimming: Weissmuller isn’t just the most famous Chicago Olympian; he may have had the most star power of any Olympian in history. As a boy, Weissmuller, an Austro-Hungarian immigrant from what is now Romania, learned to swim in Lake Michigan, then joined the Illinois Athletic Club, which had already produced several Olympians. According to a club history, Weissmuller “was a high school drop-out, who probably never spent more than a year at his school, Lane Tech, and never swam on its championship swim team. He was basically a beach bum, who hung out at the Fullerton Avenue beach. What early formal swimming training he picked up was at the Stanton Park Pool at the Larrabee YMCA.”

The IAC’s coach, William Bachrach, turned the beach bum into the greatest swimmer of the first half of the 20th century. As an amateur, Weissmuller never lost a race. He won five gold medals: in the 100-meter freestyle, 400-meter freestyle, and 4×200-meter freestyle at the 1924 Paris Games, and the 100-meter freestyle and 4×200-meter freestyle at the 1928 Amsterdam Games.

It was Weissmuller’s good fortune that his swimming career ended just as the era of Hollywood’s sound pictures was beginning. In 1931, he was working out at the Hollywood Athletic Club — to keep fit for his post-Olympic gig as a BVD swimsuit model — when he was approached by Cyril Hume, a scriptwriter for MGM.

“Hume went on to explain that the studio had assigned him to create a script for a new film, Tarzan the Ape Man,” according to Michael K. Bohn’s Heroes & Ballyhoo: How the Golden Age of the 1920s Transformed American Sports, by Michael K. Bohn. “He described the producer’s criteria for the Tarzan role—‘young, strong, well-built and reasonably attractive.’ The ability to appear comfortable in a loin-cloth was also important.” (Weissmuller arguably owed his shapely figure, to some extent, to a vegetarian diet picked up from John Harvey Kellogg at Kellogg’s famous Michigan sanatorium.)

That was more important than the ability to act, since Tarzan’s dialogue was rarely more complicated than “Jane, Tarzan, Jane, Tarzan.” Weissmuller described the work as “like stealing money. There was swimming in it, and I didn’t have much to say. How can a guy climb trees, say ‘me Tarzan, you Jane’ and make a million?”

Betty Robinson, track and field: One day in April 1928, Betty Robinson was late for school at Thornton Township High. She sprinted to catch a train that would take her from her home in Riverdale to Harvey. Thornton Township’s track coach happened to be a passenger. Impressed with Robinson’s speed, he invited her to try out for the team.

Robinson trained with the boys and beat them. Later that spring, running for the Illinois Women’s Athletic Club, she tied the 100-meter world record at a track meet in Soldier Field. Then she finished second at the Olympic Trials in Newark. And so, barely three months after she’d been discovered chasing a train, 16-year-old Betty Robinson was on a ship bound for Amsterdam, where she won the gold medal in the 100 meters in the first Olympics in which women could compete in track and field. (You can watch the race here.)

Her next achievement was even more remarkable. In 1931, Robinson climbed into her cousin’s biplane for a pleasure flight over the south suburbs. The plane crashed. According to the book Fire on the Track: Betty Robinson and the Triumph of the Early Olympic Women, rescuers saw that Robinson “had suffered at the very least a broken leg, judging by the bone poking out, [and] appeared to be dead.” Robinson survived the crash, but “her chances of running again were highly improbable, given that the injured leg would likely remain shorter than the other one…. Her thighbone had fractured in numerous places, and a number of silver pins had been inserted.”

Robinson wouldn’t run again for two and a half years. Eventually, she regained her old speed, but there was still a barrier to resuming her track career: the pins in Robinson’s leg made it impossible for her to crouch into a four-point starting position. So at the Berlin Games, she ran the third leg of the 4×100 relay, winning a gold medal after the German team dropped the baton on the final pass.

Ralph Metcalfe, track and field: The Tilden Tech graduate was the silver medalist in the 100 meters at the 1932 Los Angeles Games and the 1936 Berlin Games, when he lost to Jesse Owens. Metcalfe did win a gold medal in Berlin as a member of the integrated 4×100-meter relay team—to the displeasure of Hitler, whose all-Aryan squad had to settle for bronze.

After the Olympics, though, Metcalfe led a much more successful life than Owens, perhaps because silver medalists aren’t defined by their athletic achievements. While Owens raced horses for money and went bankrupt as a dry cleaner, Metcalfe built a career in academia and politics. He was elected alderman of the Third Ward in 1955, and succeeded William Dawson as congressman for the historically Black 1st District in 1970. On the City Council, Metcalfe was a member of the “Silent Six”—Black aldermen who faithfully followed Mayor Richard J. Daley’s Machine line, in spite of Daley’s lack of interest in the well-being of their South Side constituents. As a congressman, though, Metcalfe defied the mayor, refusing to support the re-election of State’s Attorney Edward Hanrahan, who had ordered the raid that killed Illinois Black Panther Party Chairman Fred Hampton. (“It’s never too late to be black,” Metcalfe said.) Metcalfe also co-founded the Congressional Black Caucus.

Adolph Kiefer, swimming: “I learned to swim in Lake Michigan—my father took us swimming at Wilson Avenue beach every Sunday after church,” Adolph Kiefer once recalled. “I started when I was about nine or ten years old. We enjoyed it because we’d get an ice cream cone on the way home—black walnut ice cream.” He soon became such a fanatic that when his family vacationed at a resort in Michigan he swam all the way across a lake and back, a mile each way.

Kiefer’s father, a German-born candy maker, died when Kiefer was only 12, but before he passed away he told his son that he was going to be “the best swimmer in the world.”

Kiefer worked furiously to achieve the destiny his father had forecast. He swam six days a week in pools near his home in Albany Park, then on Sundays he rode his bike, sneaked onto streetcars, or hopped onto trucks to get to the Jewish Community Center on the near south side, which had the only pool open that day. In high school, Kiefer lied about his address so he could go to Roosevelt, which had the best pool. 

Although swimming historians disagree, Kiefer claimed to have invented the modern backstroke; according to an official from the International Swimming Hall of Fame, two swimmers were using a high-riding backstroke before Kiefer, but Kiefer mastered the style. “He was the king. He just had tremendous power. His strength overcame any technical flaw. His technique was not unique, but he perfected it.”

At the 1936 Olympic trials Kiefer broke the world record in the 100-meter backstroke three times. He was only a junior in high school when he sailed for the games in Berlin, but he was already recognized as one of the great swimmers of his generation, part of a U.S. swim team so talented even Hitler wanted to meet them. He showed up at a training session with filmmaker Leni Riefenstahl. “He was there with his cronies,” Kiefer said. “He was a little guy with a little mustache, with a hat over his head, and three or four of us shook his hand. Actually what I should have done is throw him in the pool! At my age, which was young, I didn’t realize the atrocities or the problems which were existing then.”

Kiefer won the 100-meter backstroke in 1:05.9, demolishing the eight-year-old Olympic record by 2.3 seconds. The 1940 and 1944 Olympics were canceled due to World War II, so he joined the Navy and developed a swim training program to prevent sailors from drowning. After the war, the strikingly handsome Kiefer turned down Hollywood’s offer to become the next Johnny Weissmuller—as a family man, he didn’t want to romance starlets onscreen—and instead founded a swimming supply company which introduced the first nylon bathing suits. It’s still doing business in Bloomington.

Terry McCann, wrestling: At Schurz High School, Terry McCann was the 1952 Illinois State Champion in the 112-pound division. At the University of Iowa, McCann was an NCAA champion at 115 pounds. Then, as a 26-year-old father of five with a full-time job as a production manager for the U.S. Chamber of Commerce in Tulsa, Oklahoma, he made the Olympic team.

“No 1960 Olympian earned his place on the Big Team harder than this 5 foot 4 inch, 125 pound blond alumnus of Schurz High School,” the Tribune reported in an article on McCann’s return to Chicago, where his children stayed with their grandparents during the Olympics. “Last April, McCann underwent a second operation for torn knee cartilage in Tulsa, Okla., his home for the last three years. Thus, he was unable to take part in the regular Olympic tryouts a week later in Ames, Ia. Thru unprecedented action by the American Olympic committee, he was permitted to come to the Olympic training camp in Norman and try his grip against other wrestlers of his weight. Terry finally pinned the No. 1 man, Dave Auble of Cornell university, twice.”

In Rome, McCann only lost a single match on his way to winning gold in the bantamweight division, making him Illinois’s only wrestling gold medalist. McCann retired from competition after the Olympics, but went on to help found USA Wrestling, the sport’s governing body, and served as the executive director of Toastmasters for three decades.

Bart Conner, gymnastics: The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics were the most red-white-and-blue display of Americanism ever seen on television. That year was the peak of Reagan-era Cold War patriotism. Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. was the #1 album. Team USA won 83 gold medals, the most by any country in any Olympics — because the Soviets and their Eastern Bloc allies didn’t show up, as retaliation for our boycott of the 1980 Moscow Olympics. Two of those gold medals were won by the most all-American Olympian of all time: blond Bart Conner, who got his start on a playground in Morton Grove.

“I would play in Austin Park when I was little, and from a very early age I was able to do a handstand on the monkey bars,” Conner once told the Niles West News, his alma mater’s school newspaper. “My parents realized my talent and I just went from there.”

Conner won a gold medal in the team competition, and as an individual in parallel bars. In 1996, Conner won an even bigger gymnastics prize: he married Romanian gymnast Nadia Comaneci—the first gymnast to score a perfect 10.0 at the Olympics, which she followed with six more en route to dominating the 1976 Games. The couple live in Norman, Oklahoma, where Conner operates the Bart Conner Gymnastics Academy.

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Torres writes big happy rock love songs for the end of lockdownNoah Berlatskyon July 29, 2021 at 11:00 am

Brooklyn singer-songwriter Mackenzie Scott, aka Torres, is a master of insular, languid indie pop. But after making it through lockdown and finding inspiration in her partner, visual artist Jenna Gribbon, Scott is in an expansive mood. Her new album, Thirstier (Merge), graced with a glam cock-rock cover painted by Gribbon, features a big, snarling, exuberant arena sound courtesy producer (and Garbage drummer) Butch Vig. Fans may miss the unhurried melancholy elegance of Scott’s powerful 2017 album Three Futures, but there’s no denying the Liz Phair-flavored crunch and cheerful guitar solo of album opener “Are You Sleepwalking?” Even better is “Don’t Go Puttin Wishes in My Head,” whose surging wall of raunch frames its frank, starry-eyed lyrics: “If you don’t want me believing that you’re never gonna leave me, darlin’ / Don’t go putting wishes in my head.” The song’s video features Scott and Gribbon in happy domestic canoodling–cooking root vegetables, boogying while brushing their teeth together, and cuddling in bed. “Hug From a Dinosaur” mixes straightforward love-song lyrics with cosmic goofiness (“Truth is ancient and eternal and surreal as a hug from a dinosaur”), accompanied by psychedelic swirls and a hook you couldn’t get out of your head with a backhoe. COVID-19 and Trump are both still wreaking havoc on our society, and there’s certainly no shortage of reasons to despair. But it’s precisely because misery hovers so close that Thirstier is such a welcome celebration of love, joy, and rawk. v

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Mourning Joe Cassidy of Butterfly ChildSteve Krakowon July 29, 2021 at 11:00 am

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Since 2004 Plastic Crimewave (aka Steve Krakow) has used the Secret History of Chicago Music to shine a light on worthy artists with Chicago ties who’ve been forgotten, underrated, or never noticed in the first place.


The Teddy Bears tune “To Know Him Is to Love Him” has been running through my head the past couple weeks. Phil Spector, who wrote the song, borrowed its title from the inscription on his father’s tombstone. Without knowing anything about his dad, I think those words might be even more apt for one particular fan of Spector’s work: incomparable producer, manager, arranger, and singer-songwriter Joe Cassidy.

Cassidy died on Thursday, July 15, and at the memorial the following Sunday, his old bandmate Aaron Miller said he could make a line of “I was Joe Cassidy’s best friend” T-shirts–it’s a true statement for so many people. Joe was my friend and collaborator for more than 20 years, and the loss of this kind superhuman and paragon of the Chicago music scene has been devastating to me and uncountable others.

I met Joe Cassidy at a Primal Scream show at Metro in 2000. He was introduced to me by former Mercury Rev front man David Baker, who thought Joe would make a good producer for my nascent, half-baked “psychedelic” music. I later realized Joe was the mind behind Butterfly Child–I already owned several of the band’s releases, including a 45 on Rough Trade–and we bonded over our mutual love of Syd Barrett, My Bloody Valentine, Scott Walker, Marcel Duchamp, and cartooning.

Cassidy did in fact produce several of my projects and collaborations throughout the aughts, including Plastic Crimewave Sound’s 2009 album with legendary guitar explorer Michael Yonkers. His skills were way out of my league, but he taught me so much about recording and arranging and indulged my mad ideas–all the while regaling me with great stories and hilarious dirt about any 80s or 90s band I could name.

When I was broke, Joe let me trade my childhood Star Wars figures for studio time–even though he was a big collector and surely didn’t need them. He later accepted artwork in trade, when I made a poster for his band the Assassins (Plastic Crimewave Sound opened for them at Schubas). Much more important, we became friends, and I loved Joe like the older brother I never had.

Joe was an actual older brother too, to sister Frances and brother Michael. He was born in Belfast, Northern Ireland, on August 31, 1969. His dad wrote lyrical poems, and his granny played piano. At the memorial, Frances told tales of harmonizing with Joe on “Frere Jacques” as kids, of being young goths together, and of a teenage Joe cranking up his bass till the whole neighborhood shuddered.

Handsome and charismatic, Cassidy started his first band, the Gift, in his early teens, playing with his mate Steve Craig, and their demo got airplay on BBC Radio Ulster. After Craig joined darkwave band BFG in the late 80s, Cassidy started commuting to Manchester to play bass with them. BFG had famously borrowed Peter Hook’s Oberheim DMX drum machine, which he’d used to create New Order’s iconic “Blue Monday,” and Joe liked to tell a great story of his hero Hooky showing him how to use his bass rig. Cassidy stayed with BFG through the two EPs they released in 1987, and earned his first writing credit by age 18.

Cassidy then started his own band, Fringe Mistress, and after he switched to guitar it became Butterfly Child (named for a character in a story he’d imagined in his parents’ overgrown garden as a wee lad). The group started with a drum machine, Willy Sharpe on second guitar, and Michael “Pace” Paisley on bass, though Sharpe was soon replaced by Tony McKeown. When Butterfly Child played their first London gig in October 1991, Cassidy’s close friend Gary McKendry (of the band Papa Sprain) also played guitar, and McKeown moved to bass. Within a couple months, Butterfly Child and Papa Sprain had both put out their debut EPs, which were also the first releases on the H.Ark! label run by the members of A.R.Kane, a proto-shoegaze band Cassidy loved.

By the time Butterfly Child dropped their second EP in 1992, Cassidy had grown into a wizardly songwriter, his ethereal tunes easily competing with the best the dream-pop era had to offer. Unfortunately H.Ark! turned out to be a short-lived endeavor, and Butterfly Child’s next two labels both tanked too. Rough Trade released the album Onomatopoeia in 1993, just as it was struggling through a bankruptcy, and Dedicated followed two EPs with The Honeymoon Suite LP in 1995, then folded by ’98.

But as Cassidy’s music-biz prospects foundered, his songwriting flourished. His first full-length, the aforementioned Onomatopoeia, was a modestly budgeted production that nonetheless created an entire alternate universe of lush, immersive tunes. (Cassidy adeptly described his sound as “big intimacy.”) His bandmates in Butterfly Child came and went, and the name came to be synonymous with Cassidy himself, kind of like “T. Rex” turned into shorthand for “Marc Bolan.”

Cassidy was tired of hassles with his various UK labels, so he jumped at the chance when Chicago-based HitIt! Recordings, which had licensed Butterfly Child in the States, invited him here to make use of a studio in 1997. “I just fell in love with Chicago,” he recalled in a 2015 interview for XS Noize. “I recorded eight tracks in a week, and then the label asked if I wanted to make an album. So I went back, and stayed for ten years! I’ve always gone where the chance to make music has been afforded to me.”

Cassidy hired seasoned local players, including John Herndon of Tortoise and Nick Macri, for 1998’s classic Soft Explosives. That album expanded his vision even further, approaching Brian Wilson-esque levels of divine anguish, but for many years it looked likely to be the final Butterfly Child release.

In 2001, in need of a new outlet, Cassidy started electro-punk unit the Assassins with future romantic partner Merritt Lear (already a frequent Butterfly Child collaborator), Alex Kemp from Rhode Island group Small Factory, and two members of Chicago band Marvelkind, Aaron Miller and Dave Golitko. They tore up the local scene, landed opening slots for the likes of Hard-Fi and New Order, and signed to Arista in 2003. Alas, label exec L.A. Reid, who’d brought the band aboard, was let go along with his staff, and the Assassins found themselves orphaned. It took the band a couple years to get out of their deal on terms they could accept, and in 2006 they finally released the album You Will Changed Us themselves, after rerecording most of its songs to cut down on the share of sales they’d owe Arista.

“The musical landscape had changed drastically, and the music industry was starting to collapse,” Cassidy told XS Noize. “I needed somewhere mellower to live and work.” In 2007 he moved to Los Angeles, where he transitioned into production and management work. You might’ve seen his credit on the 2009 collaboration Cottonwood Farm, by great American songwriter Jimmy Webb and his sons Christiaan and Justin of the Webb Brothers (whom Cassidy had befriended in their Chicago days).

In 2015, when Cassidy released Futures, the first Butterfly Child album in almost 18 years, the sun-kissed vibe of LA permeated its music. The Webb Brothers played on it too, alongside stalwart Chicago drummer Ryan Rapsys, and it received rave reviews for songs that elevated heartache to still greater sonic heights.

After a brief stint back home in Ireland, Cassidy moved back to the Windy City in 2018. He stayed productive through the pandemic: he remotely completed the dreamy January 2020 album Our Life in the Desert, by a new project with McKendry called My Bus; he finished a second Assassins album that’s yet to be released; and he started another project called Batbirds with Aaron Miller of the Assassins. Knowing what a supreme multitasker Joe was, I’m sure he’d also recorded about a million other brilliant projects that we might never hear. He passed away suddenly and unexpectedly after being diagnosed with bacterial pneumonia, which led to a coronary.

Joe and I chatted often, but the last time I saw him was while DJing at a neighborhood bar the winter before the pandemic. He came in and I rushed over to hug him, and it turned out he was trying to meet other people and had walked into the wrong bar. He stayed awhile, though, and uplifted the whole place before going on his magical way.

That was Joe–he always made time for his friends, despite his consistently insane workload, and he made you feel special, even in offhand moments. Before he left that bar, I remember seeing the famous sparkle in his eyes and hearing his adorable Irish pronunciation of “Chir-car-go.” Everyone who knew Joe was convinced he was an invincible and benevolent force of nature, and that he’d be that best friend to all of us forever. I already miss his beautiful, irreplaceable soul to an impossible degree. v


The radio version of the Secret History of Chicago Music airs on Outside the Loop on WGN Radio 720 AM, Saturdays at 5 AM with host Mike Stephen. Past shows are archived here.


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14-year-old boy shot twice in the head in parked car in Morgan ParkMohammad Samraon July 29, 2021 at 11:17 am

A 14-year-old boy was in critical condition after he was shot twice in the head while sitting in a parked car in Morgan Park on the Far South Side Thursday morning.

The attack happened around 12:10 a.m. when someone in another car opened fire in the 1600 block of West Waseca Place, Chicago police said.

The teen was taken to Roseland Hospital by a family member and then transported to Christ Medical Center in Oak Lawn, police said. He was listed in critical condition.

The man, 29, was grazed in the head and refused medical treatment. No one was in custody.

A few hours earlier, a 16-year-old boy and a man in his early 20s were shot on the West Side. They were outside in the 400 block of North Springfield Avenue when someone fired from a passing black SUV about 8 p.m., police said.

The teen was struck in the neck and taken to Stroger Hospital in fair condition, police said. The 23-year-old man was shot in the foot and went to Mount Sinai Hospital, where he was in good condition.

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