EMITT RHODES died this week, in his bed on the quiet suburban Hawthorne block where he lived for 65 of his 70 years. He was one of the generation of non-native Angelenos whose life was shaped by the post-war aerospace industry, which employed his father. His mother was a gifted psychic, and he drew on her empathy and his pop’s precision to craft unforgettable songs.
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