I have a funeral to attend this week.
My friend David. An awesome musician, a man you couldn't be angry around, a man that only saw the good in every one.
We jammed every time we saw each other.
He grew up with Clint and Kevin Black in Spring Branch. I enjoyed the stories he told me of that time.
I can't begin to describe how big the hole in my heart is. He did sign my guitar one night after a sweet jamb. He asked me why and I told him because he was a legend in his own mind. But really he was a legend in the mind of anyone that met him.
Please, my brother, rest easy. I'll see you someday, somewhere. I love you, man.
11 hours ago