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Weird Al posts a message to fans about loss of parents

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I wouldn’t consider myself a Weird Al “fan” – I grew up hearing his songs and laughing at them, but I never got past owning a couple of tapes as a kid. That said, hearing news like this deserves a moment from everyone. And I’m sure practically everyone who grew up in the 80s was affected in some way by Weird Al’s music. Take a moment and wish him the best.

Weird Al Yankovic, whose parents died in a tragic accident in their home April 9, posted a message to his fans to explain why he is not discontinuing his tour. For those who didn’t know, Weird Al’s parents died together when they forgot to open the flue to their fireplace, filling their home with smoke and, of course, carbon monoxide. If anyone saw Al’s Behind The Music on VH1 a couple years back, you know how close he and his parents were. This is terrible, sad, shocking news. Losing both parents like that would be understandable grounds for going insane, but Al’s using his concerts to bolster his spirits. Read on for the full text of his message:

On April 9, my mom and dad, Nick and Mary Yankovic, passed away in their home in Fallbrook, California. It was the result of a terrible accident – that morning they had started a fire in the fireplace with the flue closed, and were asphyxiated by carbon monoxide poisoning.

Suzanne called me that afternoon on the bus to give me the news, so that I would hear about it before the wire services picked it up.

Needless to say, I feel pretty much the way you would expect me to feel – shocked and devastated beyond words. I loved my parents so much, and this all still seems like a horrible nightmare that I can’t wake up from.

I want to thank my family, friends and fans for the incredible outpouring of love and support that they’ve shown me. It’s wonderful to know that there are so many people around the world who truly loved my parents, and also nice to know that I am not alone in my grief.

I take some small measure of comfort in knowing that they died peacefully, and that they never had to suffer through the pain and loneliness of living without each other. I’m also grateful that they both lived long enough to see me happily married to Suzanne, and particularly happy that they got to meet our beautiful baby daughter Nina. She filled their lives with so much joy this last year. Nina may be too young to remember playing with her grandparents when she gets older, but don’t worry, we’ll have some great videotape to show her.

Many people have wondered what’s going to happen with the tour. I briefly considered canceling some shows, but I ultimately decided that it would be better for me personally to continue working. Plus, I’ve heard from so many people over the years that my music has cheered them up in times of tragedy… well, I thought maybe my music would help me too.

So far, it has. Going up on stage in front of thousands of supportive fans is a cathartic and somewhat therapeutic experience for me right now. I don’t know if I can say that the concerts really take my mind off of the tragedy, but at least they give me a break from sobbing all the time.

Anyway, I have decided not to cancel any shows – the tour will continue as planned. However, I have decided to put a moratorium on all interviews and meet-and-greets for the time being – I just feel like I need some time alone right now.

The funeral will be a very small, intimate service with only the immediate family attending, so please, I ask that you respect our privacy. Just knowing that your thoughts are with us at this time is more than enough, but if you care to contribute anything, in lieu of flowers, Suzanne and I suggest a donation to the Natural Resources Defense Council in my parents’ name.

One thing I would like to ask everybody to do, though… please, go out and get carbon monoxide detectors for yourself and your loved ones. If my parents had had one in their home, there’s a very good chance that they would still be with us today.

In fairness to the memory of my mother, I should point out some errors that appeared in the press. Although she was starting to have a problem with short-term memory loss (she was taking medication for it), my mother was never diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.

As long as I’m pointing out errors that the press has made, it was my Aunt Dot who found my parents when she was bringing them lunch that day, as she routinely did (and not a group of relatives concerned that they “hadn’t heard from them in a while” – the family was close and caring and saw each other several times a day). Also, my aunts and uncles all live in separate houses (not together, as some articles implied), and for what it’s worth, I am not represented by the William Morris Agency either.

I don’t know how much else I can say about my parents that I haven’t already said in interviews over the years. Although I always found it a little uncomfortable, my dad talked a lot about death. He mentioned a few times that he was planning to go on a diet so that his “casket would be easier to carry.” I guess that’s where I got my sick sense of humor from. And he was always talking about how much he was looking forward to seeing his old army buddies again (in the next life). I sure hope they’re having a great reunion right now.

As unthinkable as this tragedy is to me, I just know that my mom and dad were very much at peace with the world and with their lives. And I guess I can take a small amount of comfort in that too.

Thank you all again for your overwhelming kindness and support. It means more to me than you can ever know.

Love,
Al

I know I’m not alone in wishing Al the best here. Good luck, Al.

(Unproductivity.)

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  • http://www.gwbush.blogspot.com RJ Elliott

    A great loss for Mr. Al. I wish him the best.

  • http://fando.blogs.com Natalie Davis

    Much love and deepest condolences to Al and all the Yankovics. I pray his tour does give him some cheer; losing a parent is tough, but losing two at once…

  • Roger

    I’m surprised this is just being posted. I heared about it the following day on the NBC TODAY SHOW.

    Weird Al is cool as hell. I’ve laughed at everything he has “re-written”. Especially in the late 80’s and early 90’s.

    This is really sad and puts a human face on a really cool and crazy artist.
    God Bless, again…

  • http://www.unproductivity.com Tom Johnson

    I too was very surprised to not see any mention of this on Blogcritics last week. We’re getting lazy . . . (ahem – I guess I should have posted something about it when I saw it that day. In other words, I’m lazy, too.)

  • Bobman_53

    Wow. This is the first time I knew this,
    and this must be hard for al

  • Dylan Waugh

    Hey Al Me and my freinds where messing arround and we made up a song called Oven Survivor
    Oven Survivor please make fun of soul surviv or

    Written and Arranged By
    Inspired By
    Dylan Waugh & Ray West & Nick Morrison ‘Soul Survivor’

    Akon & Young Jeezey

    Artist: EGGKON AND YOUNG CHEEZY
    Song: Oven Survivor

    Intro:

    (Bake it)
    (Eggkon Singing with beat fills in background)
    Eggkon and Young Cheezy,
    Tryin’ to bake it real easy,
    Only way to go,
    And So…

    Chorus (Eggkon):

    If you lookin’ for me I’ll be in the oven,
    With my thang cooked possibly burning in a pan (Now)
    ‘Cuz I’m a frya’ (Yeah)
    I’m just a Oven Survivor
    ‘Cuz er’body know the heat don’t stop,
    Tryin’ to make it to the top before my ass get burnt (Now)
    If you’s a frya (Yeah)
    Or just a Oven Survivor

    Verse 1 (Young Cheezy):

    (Let’s burn it) I can’t sleep–we livin’ in pans, (Yeah)
    First they, give us the scrammble then they throw us in bread (Ayy),
    Won’t trip ya–I’m trafficing in the red,
    Please Lord don’t let me fry tonight,
    (Yeah)
    Who Me?? I’m a Oven Survivor,
    Ask about ‘em in the street, the boy Cheez a frya(Cheez a frya)
    Three hundred degrees on my face, yeah right (Ha Ha), Sups
    Fuck the Oven, get down with the microwave, (Ayy)
    Chorus (Eggkon):

    If you lookin’ for me I’ll be in the oven,
    With my thang cooked possibly burning in a pan (Now)
    ‘Cuz I’m a frya’ (Yeah)
    I’m just a Oven Survivor
    ‘Cuz er’body know the heat don’t stop,
    Tryin’ to make it to the top before my ass get burnt (Now)
    If you’s a frya (Yeah)
    Or just a Oven Survivor

    Verse 2 (Young Cheezy):
    Another day, another (frya)-same pan, same skillet, same oven, same kitchen,
    I guess we got the same dreams (Ayy)
    Or is it the same nightmares (nightmares)
    We let the heat do it for us–we don’t cry tears (That’s right)
    Real eggaz don’t budge,
    When cook got his time he shot eggz it da oven (Yeah)
    We knee deep in the oven
    So when it’s time to fry up, I’m knee deep in the pain (Damn)
    Real talk, Look, I’m tellin’ you mayne (tellin’ you mayne)
    If you get fryed up don’t mention my name
    Forgive me Lord–I know I aint doin’ right
    Gotta feed the family, kidz are starvin’, they got appitites (Ayy)
    And this is er’day, it never gets old (Old)
    Thought I was a slice of cheese stuck to the Melt-Code (Yeah)
    This aint a rap song, eggaz this is my life (this is my life)
    And if the oven was a battlefield then I’d earn burn-stripes (Yeah)
    Chorus (Eggkon):

    If you lookin’ for me I’ll be in the oven,
    With my thang cooked possibly burning in a pan (Now)
    ‘Cuz I’m a frya’ (Yeah)
    I’m just a Oven Survivor
    ‘Cuz er’body know the heat don’t stop,
    Tryin’ to make it to the top before my ass get burnt (Now)
    If you’s a frya (Yeah)
    Or just a Oven Survivor

    Verse 3 (Young Cheezy):
    Gotta watch er’ move ‘cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)
    Gotta flip real fast when them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)
    Just because we flip and we ball outrageous, (ball outrageous)
    Them cook books gotta us under survalence (Ayy)
    (Lock us in stoves) They lock us in stoves
    The same fryaz that’s a star when you put ‘em on stages
    I aint cheat–played the hand I was dealt
    Tried to scramble the grand pearl when I got it myself
    (Let’s Egg It) No shells, the glory (no glory)
    My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah)
    Set the stove on fire, and I didn’t even try, (try)
    melt these cheeze all day, I can sleep when I’m fried (Ayy)

    Bridge (Eggkon):

    ‘Cuz if you lookin’ for me you can find me
    In the skillet disobeyin’ the fiya’,
    Real E—fully cooked, from the streets,
    Shellz saggin’ with the salt in my draws,
    Just to keep on kookin’ out,
    Just to keep on kookin’ now,
    Just to keep on kookin’ out,
    Just to keep on kookin’ now,

    Chorus (Eggkon):

    If you lookin’ for me I’ll be in the oven,
    With my thang cooked possibly burning in a pan (Now)
    ‘Cuz I’m a frya’ (Yeah)
    I’m just a Oven Survivor
    ‘Cuz er’body know the heat don’t stop,
    Tryin’ to make it to the top before my ass get burnt (Now)
    If you’s a frya (Yeah)
    Or just a Oven Survivor

    Here is my email once again please plesae please consider thanks again Dylan Waugh Ray West and Nick

  • i have common sense

    Yeah Dylan, that’s classy. Posting your weakass parody on the comment section regarding Al’s dead parents