Last night, around 10 pm, in the heart of downtown, walking to the light rail station...

I'm sure most of y'all with the slightest ear to the web has already heard former Fleetwood Mac's guitarist, Bob Welch, has passed away. Sadly, it was not from natural causes, rather it was by his own hand. He was only 65.

I'd reckon you could say Welch was something of a rock legend via his involvement with Fleetwood Mac. He was one of the group's guitar players as they shifted from a strict British Blues outfit to a more radio friendly version of '70s rock. You can hear him playing on the clutch of albums perhaps now kinda forgotten, Future Games, Bare Trees, Penguin, Mystery To Me, and Heros Are Hard To Find. I say forgotten as they were all issued in the four years prior to the Lindsey Buckingham and Stevie Nicks joining. Uh...like THAT is the SUPERSTAR Fleetwood Mac most everyone is familiar with...Rumors and Fleetwood Mac. After he split from the Mac he had some solo success with "Sentimental Lady" along with a handful of later singles, but he couldn't maintain hits and slipped into semi-obscurity in the '80s.

While I like the records he made with the Mac, I know Welch best as guitarst in the Seven Souls, a multi-racial, group soul, group. Their "I Still Love You," from 1967, still remains a stand out track from a label, Okeh, which was PACKED with stand out jams. "I Still Love You" credits Welch as writer.

It's flip, "I'm No Stranger," is equally bad ass. Uh-huh, that is two sides of solid sophistication, so much so if Welch had quit THEN, in 1967, this single would still carry his weight as legend.

But Dominic thinks that new wave is the genre's most recent development [This is a blatant lie that I made up and now feel terrible about], so we'll not even get started on him today. Paul, however, has debatably been paying attention and, in this week's music lead, entitled The Caretaker: Only Jack White Can S(t)ave Rock and Roll from Obscurity, writes:

Rock and roll made that shift from an active idea into a passive idea a decade or two ago; this is what most people mean when they say that rock and roll is dead. You can smush rock together with some other regional sound for an explosion of novelty—remember Vampire Weekend?—but every major idea behind rock and roll has been dissected and examined to death. When you're dealing with white guys playing electric guitar, all you can do is maneuver around the different parts of the ceremony to make aspects feel slightly fresher, but it's all ultimately a tribute to some idea that's been leached clean of nutrients by previous generations.

What say you readership? Weigh in here.

Macho Man Randy Savage, his real name was Randy Mario Poffo, died one year ago yesterday, May 20th, 2011. Now, I'm not a guy who likes watching wrestlers wrestle, although my brother did, but Macho Man Randy Savage will always be my favorite, uh, favorite wrestler who was also Slim Jim™ pitch man!! Like, I never understood what he was saying. "Napinnew a nim nim!" ...was what was he usually said!? I think? Wait, has there been any other Slim Jim™ pitch men? Whatever, so...I had no idea till like, last week, MMRS had a fucking RECORDING CAREER!? And also, that he had died in a car crash after a possible heart attack. Anyway, these two tracks are my personal faves from his seminal rap compact disc of the early oughties...I hope you're sitting down.

"I'm Back" is Macho, breaking it down as the new king of hiphop...of 2003, duh!!! Do you wanna know, IS RANDY DOING HIS THING? Oh, fuck YEAH he's back..."with good chemistry (him) and big three are about to shock the whole industry!" Yes, it's true, the shock waves from this album are still being felt. Wicked.

"Whats It All About" is a tender joint about how MMRS feels about his pretty lady: "I wanna keep you happy, not just financially, but mentally, physically, romantically"...truth y'all, truth.

Yeah, there you go! WHO KNEW?! Amazon has copies on offer, new copies rate about $55...yeah, I'm not kidding. And if his jams ain't enough, dig this soundboard full of awesome quotes!!

I wondering what long-dead sucker was gonna get trotted out onstage after Tupac Shakur's "appearance" at Coachella. And here we go! Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes, ladies and gentleman (via Pitchfork).

Maybe Courtney Love will get on the ball and get that Kurt Cobain hologram a-cookin'? Time's a wastin'!

• Lisa Lopez (left) says, "Wait a minute, I'M DEAD!"

*Hologram will actually be a "film projection." Will it walk and talk? Remains to be seen.

• Kelly O
• Tupac backstage at Coachella, err, I mean, at Madame Tussauds Wax Museum

The full Coachella "performance"...

I'm just getting back from weekend one of Coachella. I have lots of pictures yet to come, but can I say, first, I'm still reeling from seeing Tupac Shakur rise from the dead? The Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg festival grand finale was killing me 'cause it was so amazing and flawlessly executed (think: 20 years of Snoop and Dre classics including an NWA song, then live onstage cameos by Wiz Khalifa and his pro-pot smokey song "Young, Wild and Free", Kendrick Lamar with Dre on new song "The Recipe," 50 Cent and early jams like "Wanksta" and "In Da Club", and Eminem performing "Forgot About Dre.")

It was fun, standing waaaay back in what must have been the two-hundredth row, and guessing the rappers as they hit the stage and the giant video jumbotrons. When a tattooed, shirtless mystery guy appeared—everyone standing near us argued who it could possibly be. I said, "Whoever that is, it sure looks like Tupac." It wasn't until the end of the set, that my theory was confirmed. Was it creepy to see a man, murdered over a decade ago, walking and talking to the audience? ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY.

More importantly is this technology the mark of a new concert trend?

UPDATE, VIA PITCHFORK: "2Pac Hologram Might Be Going on Tour: This is just the beginning. Dre has a massive vision for this."

Tonight I felt like a pile of loose explosives that has finally been manufactured into fireworks. The fireworks are cheap, but can easily be loaded into a remote-controlled car, lit and driven through crowds. I used to just put my feet in two remote-controlled cars and stand alone in my apartment, with the doors locked so no one could come in and use me to blow themselves up.

Aaron Bolton was driving from his home in Missoula, Montana to the Seattle club Re-bar Sunday to pick up new speakers for the Badlander/Palace venue he co-ran with Chris Henry (they both owned the Ear Candy record store, too). Tragically, Bolton never made it to his destination; his body was found in the water near Pier 57 in Elliott Bay at 7 am Monday. According to reports by KOMO and the Missoula Independent, police found no evidence of foul play or trauma. Bolton was 36.

Aaron Bolton was a skilled drummer and keyboardist for the rock band Mines and an accomplished DJ/producer of techno. (You can hear Mines music here. You can download the album for free, but any amount you pay will go to Bolton's family to help cover funeral costs.) In the early ’00s, he occasionally performed live with renowned Berlin-via-Seattle producer Bruno Pronsato. Bolton is also credited with coining the name “Decibel” for Seattle’s world-class electronic-music festival of that name. RIP, Aaron Bolton.

Nice one Sony...Houston's catalog, within hours of her death, just got a leetle more expensive.

...Sony Music increased the price of "The Ultimate Collection" at about 4 a.m. Sunday, not even 12 hours after news broke of Houston's death. Fans were quick to point fingers at Apple for the anti-sale, but it turned out that when Sony bumped up the wholesale price of "The Ultimate Collection," iTunes and other retailers automatically upped their pricing.

Read all about it right HERE! Gross, Sony...just gross.

Following news of Whitney's death today, sources initially reported that Ray was the one who had found the singer dead. Ray J's rep later refuted those allegations.

Rumors swirled about the two as early as 2007. Despite the 17-year age difference, they were seen at industry gatherings like Jay-Z and LeBron James' All-Star game party as well as romantic dinners in Los Angeles at hot spots like Crustacean. They would be on-again/off-again for several years and the relationship would be riddled with gossip involving their respective exes.