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Sometimes it feels like all our heroes are dying.
I'm very sorry to read this and, of course, wish to express my condolences to everyone who will miss him.
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Oh, wow, this is absolutely sad news. I have many, many wonderful Golden Age recordings John Morgan helped to restore, including the wonderful Universal Horror pictures of days long gone by. And I even have "THE AFTERMATH", composed by John Morgan.
I don't know what to say... what a loss. I will cherish his memory, there are quite a few CDs in my shelf that have his touch. May he rest in peace.
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So sorry to hear this. Such a talent and personality.
Lukas
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Another good man gone. Terrible news. Very sorry to hear.
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So Sorry. Really loved his old school symphonic sensibility, particularly on Starship Troopers 2 and Nukes in Space. RIP
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So very sad. My brother Erwin and I knew John since he was in the army. We corresponded until he returned from military service. On his way back to California, he stopped off in Philadelphia and spent a memorable couple of days with us at our parents' house here in Philadelphia. We remained friends for decades. He was a very talented musician, and delightful conversationalist. May his musical spirit rest in sublime peace.
Steve
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Sorry to hear this sad news. May John rest in peace.
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For me, John W. Morgan was a true guardian of beauty, a custodian of an art form that could so easily have been lost to time.
His name immediately brings to mind not only the magical moments when, thanks to him, the music of Steiner, Korngold, or Waxman was brought back to life—pure, vibrant, as if freshly composed—but also his own compositions, which carried the same passion and reverence for storytelling.
He gave film music lovers a priceless gift: the chance to rediscover these masterpieces in all their grandeur, faithful to the vision of their original creators, while also contributing his own voice to this timeless legacy.
Each restoration he undertook and each note he composed was a gateway to a world of emotions.
His passing deeply moves me, as his work enriched my passion and that of so many others. Yet what he leaves behind is precious, invaluable, and i will always be profoundly grateful to him and no doubt, the next listening of ABBOT AND COSTELLO MEET FRANKENSTEIN will be filled with a special kind of emotion...
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This absolutely breaks my heart. John was an incredible man, and someone that I considered a genuine friend. I first met him in the early 2000’s via the old Scarlet Street message board. I was 19 at the time and knew of him from his work with the classic horror scores House of Frankenstein and Ghost of Frankenstein. I reached out to him to thank him for the work he did with those, and that began a dialogue between us. I eventually went to CA to see him in 2005, and he couldn’t have been a nicer man. He was so incredibly generous with his time and knowledge to me. I was just a kid, and he showed me so much. Through him I heard the full Salter Rhapsody for the first time, The Bride of Frankenstein, House of Seven Gables, Scarlet Street, and more. I was able to watch The Man Who Reclaimed His Head for the first time with him. We continued our friendship through long phone conversations, talking about our mutual loves… that Son of Dracula didn’t deserve the criticism it gets, that Lon Chaney, Jr was a great actor, our love of the absurdity that is professional wrestling. Sharing music we loved with each other- beyond the classics.
As is unfortunately normal in life, once I started a family those phone conversations became less and less. We traded emails and Facebook exchanges a few times. I last talked to him a few years ago, and I had just recently thought of how I needed to call him again. I really wish that I had.
John was a beautiful person and brought so much joy to myself and so many others. I hope that I will one day see him again just to thank him.
Rest in peace, my friend.
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