Carl is how I picture Worcester - gritty, DIY, lots of soul. Carl reminds me of the run-down three-deckers, the empty downtown, the old mill buildings transformed into communal art/science spaces. I saw the spirit of Worcester on Thursday night at the Raven during the celebration of Carl's life.
I wish my step-daughter, who just turned seventeen, was able to attend Carl's benefit with us. Carl made an impact on Kat, a teenager who seems to be very impenetrable. She has had quite the difficult life, something I heard that Carl also went through, something they can both relate to. She looked up to Carl; she wanted Dead-Wrong's artwork as her first tattoo, she wanted Carl to teach her how to play guitar. I wonder if she will ever learn how to play, if she'll ever find inspiration in someone else.
* Carl's Obit
* The Music of Carl Rasmussen and his band Dead-Wrong.