I have no words today. Dolores O’Riordan was my youth. My coming age and one of my first writing while listening music inspirations. Between her, The Sundays and the Cocteau Twins I was angsty young man with girl crushes. The only one I worshipped more than her was Jewel. When I joined the military and went and my last years of high school gave me the Cranberries. Her talent will be missed but her voice and music will live forever. I was going to go with another song for today but this is appropriate at this point.