Ever "discover" an entertainer, then discover you're the last?

I “discovered” John Pinette on siriusxm today. Wow, this guy is hilarious, hit google, not only is he well known and all over youtube but he’s three years dead! :smack:

So have you ever heard of Mitch Hedberg?

All the time. I listen to music from Dish Net and I’ll hear something really cool and find out it was released 8 years ago. :smack:

This only happened last year, but I don’t know how I missed Grace VanderWaal the 12yo girl who won America’s Got Talent last year. Wow wow wow!

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Fluffy. Gabriel Iglesias. Never heard him or heard of him until this year, after 17 years in show business, three discs and three Comedy Central specials. He’s hilarious, and not too far away from being family-friendly.

I’m always several years late discovering “new talent”.

I was in high school before I bought my first Jim Croce 8 track. He’d been dead a couple years by then.

I completely missed Bonnie Raitt’s 1970’s classic blues career. I didn’t become aware of her until her huge comeback. Her blues rock albums relaunched her career in 1989. The Nick of Time album introduced me to her. Her success continued in 1991 with Luck of the Draw.

I missed out on Emmylou Harris in the 1970’s. I discovered her music in the early 1990’s. I bought her first five albums (all recorded in 70’s) and listened to them constantly.

YouTube has introduced me to many artists that I totally missed when their music was initially released.

John Prine is an artist I learned about from YouTube.

Love(d) Mitch! Again, found out about him after the fact.

I guess I’ll always be behind everyone else, I hate commercials so I avoid radio and TV. Can’t wait to hear the new Outkast album.

I loved Jeremy Brett, but only discovered the Sherlock Holmes TV series in about 2012 - many years after he died.

That reminds me: I was watching an old silent movie a few weeks ago and got my first eyeful of Ramon Novarro, a heartthrob of the silent era. The movie was The Pagan. Damn, what a cutie! It’s weird to crush on someone who has been dead (murdered) for many years. Where’s Eve when you need to fangirl with someone over a silent screen hottie?

Puddles Pity Party. Somehow, I got linked a video of a 7 foot silent clown singing a mashup of the Lyrics of The Who’s Pinball Wizard to the music of Johnny Cash’s Folsom Prison Blues. I then found he had many, many songs on Youtube going back 7-8 years. He apparently went “viral” a couple years ago with a Post Modern Jukebox cover of Lorde’s Royals. His shtick is he’s a “sad clown” who never speaks, but when he sings he has this incredible voice which contrasts of the incongruity of the songs he sings. Most often he will sing pop songs in a cabaret style, or mashups of lyrics of one song to the music of another. Other times he will just sing a tune that shows off his voice. I do feel somewhat redeemed in that I “discovered” him a month before his national debut on America’s Got Talent where he sung Sia’s Chandelier.

I stumbled across him and quickly went through his entire catalogue, then discovered he’d died a few years prior. It was a shock, plus I felt stoopid.

Same with services like Pandora. “Hey, I like this song! Let me look them up. Uh huh… released two albums, last one in 2004. Well then.”

In our Internet era, the world is weirdly divided into people who’ve never heard of X, and people to whom X has been old hat for ages. And it’s divided that way for many different values of X, hence many different lines. I was talking to my sister recently, and she didn’t know what XKCD was; ditto one of my oldest friends.

I discovered him almost 20 years ago, but didn’t realize he died. I say, “Nay, nay.” :frowning:

Yeeeahhhhh. Fleet Foxes.

And I live in the Seattle area.

Reminds me of a kid I used to work with back in the late-90’s. He came to work one day all excited about this new band he just heard. The new band’s name was:

Aerosmith

I’ve mentioned it before I’m sure. The day I heard “What I Got” by Sublime on the radio I realized that I’d finally found the band I’d been looking for. No joke, I left work that day and went directly to the record store and bought that CD. I listened to it non-stop for a month. At home on a loop, spot-welded in the CD player in my car when I was traveling, it was everything I loved about music. It was upbeat, ska-punk, Bradley Nowell could sing like a motherfuck, the lyrics were irreverent, the musicianship was, well, above-par anyway, but I love that style. Yep. This was it.

Then I found out Bradley Nowell died of a heroin overdose a year earlier.

In your defense, their self-titled breakthrough album was released 2 months after his death. The first single “What I Got” was released to radio a month later than that. Prior to his death, the only airplay they got was for 1992’s “Date Rape”, which many dismissed as a novelty song.

And it’s NOT a pro-rape song, not at all.

It’s not. (That’s up for discussion? The lyrics are clear.).