I keep going back to that night in the car, listening to “God Is a DJ.” “Life is a rhythm,” he said. And it is. His rhythm just stopped a little earlier than we wanted. But the cause of death? It’s not the headline his life deserves.
So the next time you hear a Faithless track, don’t Google his medical chart. Turn it up. Remember that the man who made you dance also taught you to breathe. The cause of death is just a fact. The cause of his life was music—and that, my friend, is eternal.
