Others have eulogized Adam far better than I can, but I wanted to share a couple of words and some of my favorite songs by a truly generational songwriter. Somehow Fountains of Wayne only had one hit, and that alone tells you all you need to know about radio.
He had this epic sense for a melody. His lyrics were beyond clever. But his real magic was in his understated wit and a gift for sincerity. He could cast a critical eye on a scene without condescension, even where condescension was richly deserved.
He was funny. He was honest. He was a master. And he will be missed.