Going Back To Lou Reed: Time To Revisit His Strange, Wonderful, Weird Catalogue

It was strange when Lou Reed died. I wasn't all that sad, concerned, upset; he was 71 – he started cheating death in his 30s. And though he'd been a clean-living portrait of near-enough-to-health for the last 20 years and most of the last 30 years, time was always going to catch up; the indulgences and madness of his earlier years was always there to ha…