I never caught one of his performances, but I should have because I always admired the harmonica as a musical instrument and anyone who could play it well. I often tried, as rock pianist Ben Folds might say, but I was genetically-inclined to be a trumpet player. More or less. Michael Corcoran, writing Primich’s obit in the daily, makes me want to buy his 1995 Texas blues CD "Mr. Freeze," which I will do here in a minute or two. Especially like Primich’s chosen epitaph: "He changed his oil every 3,000 miles."
UPDATE: Corcoran is following the story, awaiting the medical examiner’s report, but drugs, specifically heroin, is suspected as the cause of death at such a young age, just forty-nine.
MORE: Primich’s memorial service is Oct. 28.
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