screamingdane

This is a farewell to one of my closest friends.

a few months ago i met him along with other musical outcasts and we've been writing ever since.
quickly we became about as close as close could be.
i was the baby of the group, Zak was just a little older than my brother.
I looked up to him, as far as musical inspiration and was just astounded at the amount of stuff someone could know about the world in general.

even though i wasn't a great musician, let alone guitarist, singer, ect..
he never gave up on me. alsays gave me chance.
and when i improved and started contributing quite a bit more than just run if the mill basslines for his solo works, I felt a huge sense of pride. pride in the hard work and effort i had put into myself because of him.

i also was introduced to so many things.. real gigs in far away places.. dealing with addiction, and overcoming the bullshit obsatcles that may stand in our way.

I now know that if you're really passionate about something ,its okay to go for it. Even if you end up a stupid drunk ass fuckup of a human being, at least you made that blind hopeful try to be something spectacular.

He just found out that some great things are waiting for him in Brooklyn, and with our drummer enlisting, the opportunities here in ohio have become slim. Given 24 hours notice, he decided to pack it all up and leave.
I just got home from saying goodbye over copious amounts of coffee and a pack of cigarettes. By the look in his eyes those final moments before i left told me he was scared out of his fucking mind.. and I can't blame him.

Its just been a very surreal day. I wish him well in NY.. maybe someday we'll meet again.