So this blog had it’s best day ever yesterday, with people reading about Martin Streek, or about my memory of him and my sadness that he couldn’t find another way out. Apparently people are searching for reasons or an explanation of how he died, and I’m not sure I even have the right to comment on that, I wasn’t there, and I have no first hand knowledge of it at all, but I’m going to weigh in anyway.
Martin Streek started working at CFNY when he was still a teenager, and given the timelines and the way these sorts of things work that made him 40ish last Monday. His bio at the Edge website was almost certainly only half true, so you can discount the fact that it said he was 55, I don’t believe he was that old, unless he had failed a number of grades in school. So far as I know the only job he ever had was working for The Edge, which he did for 20+ years.
Last spring he was fired, or let go or whatever euphamism you would like to use for, as far as I can tell, no FUCKING REASON AT ALL. He didn’t get to say goodbye, he just vanished a month before Edgefest, his bio was removed from the Edge site and his time slots were given to other DJs. No one talked about it, it was like a dirty little secret. I’m guessing, and this is just a guess, he either pissed off the wrong person, or was a victim of Corus making a decision about direction and branding and whatever and deciding that Martin no longer fit the corporate mold. Corus is the huge entertainment conglomerate that owns CFNY.
Now, I’ve never had a job longer than a couple years, and I’ve never been fired, so I can only imagine what that must have felt like for Martin. In all the years I listened to him, all the years I would run into him at clubs the only thing I can honestly say about him was he loved his job more than anything, save music, which he loved in a way that is usually only possible for a 14 year old. Martin never got old, he still loved his music the way we all did in highschool, when it was important, when we cared, before 9-5 bullshit bogged us down and we got old. I think that certainly it took a toll when he was told he would have to grow up, when he would no longer be the longest running DJ on CFNY. I think Martin had a lot of demons, but I think that is what ultimately pushed him over the edge, so to speak. This isn’t to say it is the management of Corus Enntertainments fault that he did what he did, but it stands to reason someone is going to blame them, and that’s not too far fetched.
It’s not the way I would want to go out, but like I said, I wasn’t there.
That’s my 2 cents, and probably a couple other people’s 2 cents too, just for good measure. I maintain that this sucks more than I can put into words, and that I am deeply saddened by his sudden exit not just from radio, although that pissed me off, but from life in general.
65 people checked this blog yesterday looking for answers to a question we are all asking and to which there probably is no answer. That’s the biggest day this blog has ever had, and that should say how much he meant to so many of us. Remember the man, thevoice and the music and the halloween costumes and fuck the rest. None of the rest matters. Don’t be angry and don’t look for answers, use that time to remember him, put on London Calling and kick back and remember. Do something good with that energy, don’t scrounge it on wasteful things.
I’m listening to London Calling now, and I’m sure somewhere Joe Strummer and Martin are looking down at all of us while they chat about killer guitar riffs and awesome bass lines. Keep a seat warm for us up there, we’ll see you again one day.