This person was the solo guitarist of finnish band Sentenced, Miika Tenkula, who was responsible also for composing most of Sentenced songs, and undeniably one of the big influences for finnish metal in general.
Miika Tenkula was born March 6th in 1974 and was found dead at his home February 19th 2009. There's some mixed info about his death, but it was either by his own hand, alcohol, or both.
This is a song with his last solo, from the last song ever made by Sentenced, on the last gig of their last tour.
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKbPJ7dBzQo in case the embedded video doesn't work, doesn't seem to work for me )
Sentenced - The End of the Road
Here we are, now lay the burden down
We're coming to the end of our road
Sorrowful yet glorious somehow
To be humming this one last ode
So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now
The funeral
The memories beneath the dust of years
They seem like those of someone deceased
There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared
Just waiting for the final release
So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Still it doesn't only hurt end it now
Is life over, this life's over?
Or has it only just begun?
It grows colder, starts to moulder...
Coming apart yet still not done
Forever one
For you, Miika, we raise our pints tonight!
Miika Tenkula was born March 6th in 1974 and was found dead at his home February 19th 2009. There's some mixed info about his death, but it was either by his own hand, alcohol, or both.
This is a song with his last solo, from the last song ever made by Sentenced, on the last gig of their last tour.
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKbPJ7dBzQo in case the embedded video doesn't work, doesn't seem to work for me )
Sentenced - The End of the Road
Here we are, now lay the burden down
We're coming to the end of our road
Sorrowful yet glorious somehow
To be humming this one last ode
So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now
The funeral
The memories beneath the dust of years
They seem like those of someone deceased
There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared
Just waiting for the final release
So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Still it doesn't only hurt end it now
Is life over, this life's over?
Or has it only just begun?
It grows colder, starts to moulder...
Coming apart yet still not done
Forever one
For you, Miika, we raise our pints tonight!
