If you read one Adam Yauch piece this weekend let this be it

Sasha Frere-Jones, for the New Yorker:

The ideal memorial is written from distance, a generous calculation of merit that proceeds honorably without abandoning accuracy. I have to apologize right now for being unable to give you that—Adam Yauch was a part of my childhood, an ambassador to America from our New York, which is now gone, as is he.