Since that bathroom thing, I haven’t thought much about or really kept up with the goings on in the life of George Michael. I knew he was still out there doing stuff (not all of it positive), but to me he was just one of those guys who did some songs that I loved the hell out of when I was little. But that said, I was still pretty shocked and a touch sad when the news came in on Christmas Day that he had died, feelings that weren’t helped when I got to the part about him only being 53. Even though I was well aware that the same thing happens probably hundreds of times or more each year to people all over the world, it still felt a little weird tucking into a great big Christmas dinner with family after hearing about someone important’s untimely demise.
Singer George Michael has died at his home at the age of 53.
The star, who launched his career with Wham! in the 1980s and had huge success as a solo performer, “passed away peacefully” on Christmas Day in Goring, Oxfordshire, his publicist said.
His manager, Michael Lippman, said he had died of heart failure.
Former Wham! bandmate Andrew Ridgeley said he was “heartbroken at the loss of my beloved friend”.
Writing on Twitter and referring to Michael by his family nickname of “Yog”, he added: “Me, his loved ones, his friends, the world of music, the world at large. 4ever loved. A xx”
On Instagram, Sir Elton John posted a photograph of himself with Michael, writing: “I am in deep shock. I have lost a beloved friend – the kindest, most generous soul and a brilliant artist. My heart goes out to his family and all of his fans.”