This day in music history.

April 6,1998, Wendy O Williams, former singer of The Plasmatics died from a self inflicted gunshot wound. Born Wendy Orlean Williams on May 28, 1949, Wendy had dropped out of school in the ninth grade. At the age of sixteen she hitch-hiked her way to Colorado where she earned money selling crocheted string bikinis. By 1978 she had moved to Florida and was regularly performing in live sex shows. She soon began appearing in pornographic films, among them 1979's "Candy Goes To Hollywood" which is famous for its "ping pong ball scene". Eventually Rod Swenson, also known as Captain Kink, recruited her to front his punk concept band, the Plasmatics, and became her maniger. Williams quickly became famous for her obscene behavior during their live shows. After being arrested several times Swenson and Williams moved to Storrs, Connecticut and Wendy retired from music. On a Tuesday Swenson returned home to find a package Wendy had left him, which included several suicide notes. He found her body in the adjacent woods, several nutshells were on a nearby rock where she had apparently been feeding some of the squirrels before she died. One of the suicide notes Wendy left read: "The act of taking my own life is not something I am doing without a lot of thought. I don't believe that people should take their own lives without deep and thoughtful reflection over a considerable period of time. I do believe strongly, however, that the right to do so is one of the most fundamental rights that anyone in a free society should have. For me much of the world makes no sense, but my feelings about what I am doing ring loud and clear to an inner ear and a place where there is no self, only calm. Love always, Wendy."
Legends Never Die by Wendy O' Williams
You were a god in the halls of time
You've seen them come and seen them go
But why can't you sleep at night?
Maybe it's the glare of the lights
Maybe it's something you'll never know
You heard the voice again last night
You're fooling yourself, this ain't no dream
Well maybe it's not too late
You can still feed the hand of fate
Just roll the dice and play the game
Oh, legends never die
They keep your memories alive
Legends never die
They keep a part of you inside
You know you're not the way you seem
You're not a puppet on a string
Maybe it's not too late
You could still feel the hand of fate
Just close your eyes and play the game
Legends never die,
Tuesday morning, New York Times
You passed away, you lost your mind
We all try to play the game
We all wanna taste the pain
We'd sell our souls if the price is right