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Night has fallen on the desert.

A couple days ago, my old friend and mentor, Mojo Nixon, passed away in what you could call a monumental

fashion. He played a final rock and roll show with his most dedicated fans dancing and hollering in the audience.

Then he closed down the bar, surrounded by the Outlaw country musicians.

He loved and nurtured for 20 years his afternoon DJ and Master of Ceremonies.

On the satellite radio station, he brought to life with Little Stephen from the East Street band,

Serious X-M's Outlaw Country.

Now, I wasn't there, so this is all hearsay,

including this part, which I got on good authority from somebody who was there.

Mojo Nixon, who had played thousands of shows over four decades, was having rock and roll breakfast

this past Wednesday with a number of musicians,

including the great Warner Hodges, the whirling dervish guitar slinger, from the Nashville scorchers.

Mojo says to Warner that the set he'd played the night previous was, quote, the best of my whole life,

and that if he died right then and there, he'd die happy.

Mojo Nixon died in his sleep shortly thereafter.

His big old heart just stopped beating.

We can hope it was painless, just drifting off into the satisfied sleep of a lifelong performer,

a lifelong preacher and troubadour who knocked out the crowd once again

and loved every minute of it. Born Neil Kirby McMillan Jr. 66 and a half years ago in Chapel Hill,

North Carolina, young Mojo grew up in Danville, Virginia, steeped in the bloody history and weird old American

culture there on the Dan River, just over the North Carolina state line.

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