Photo: David Axelrod, c. 1969. All photos from Capitol Records archives, all taken at Capitol Studios, Hollywood.
By EOTHEN “EGON” ALAPATT, February 8, 2017.
Writing about the great music producer, composer and arranger David Axelrod without first acknowledging the love and respect I had for the man seems silly. I tried and gave up. Doing a third-person summary without interjecting my first-person opinions seems clinical, and I too greatly admire Axelrod – his friends called him Axe, and he always asked me to do so, so that’s what I’ll call him here – to take an approach I could barely take when I first started researching him in the late 1990s. I’m just too much of a fan, and have been since I first heard his music, to do him that discourtesy.
Axe died sometime in the early morning of February 5th, 2017, at nearly 86 years old. Terri, his wife of 38 years, didn’t want to disclose the cause of his death, saying that the only thing that really mattered is that he was gone. (She later changed her mind and decided to disclose it was lung cancer.) What do you say to a person so dedicated to another, in that first moment of loss, when that other is a force so beyond the normal that you never thought that loss possible? “He just seemed indestructible,” she said, and I knew what she meant. Axe signed off every call with an “I’ll be here.” And, like everything he said, contradictory or not, he meant it. (more…)