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Freeman

A friend recently died unexpectedly. I’m still trying to process this as it seems like people are just dying left and right up in here. I’m not prepared for so much death. I thought I was but I’m not. Mostly just don’t wanna talk about it.
Dude’s name was John. I probably played over 50 shows over a 10 year span with this guy’s many many bands. We were on the same wavelength about having as many bands as possible and a general slacker aesthetic approach.
He became a heroin addict after a motorcycle accident in the late 90's and it freaked me out so we never got very close but still hung out a lot. He had tourette’s and people thought he was faking his facial tics and random yelling. He was possibly the most entertaining person I’ve ever know.
Another friend wrote a touching article about him for the Dallas Observer. Really though, he will never die and this worked out exactly how everyone figured he wanted.

7:47 p.m. - 2024-08-20

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