- Sat Nov 17, 2018 11:27 am
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This is a bit depressing, but bear with me.
On Monday, one of my dear friends, Michael, passed away. His cirrhosis of the liver finally caught up with him and just to give you an idea of what kind of guy he was I'll say this: he was an English and History teacher for high school level, loved his music, was an amazing guitar player and vocalist, and had a deep affection of extreme cinema and comics, and was one of the most intelligent people I ever met, and I was honoured to be his friend. I met Michael on an online forum like this one, a horror movie one, and we became fast friends we we met 'properly'.
Your mum will tell you if you meet a man on the internet that you shouldn't meet him in person; she's not entirely right all the time.
Today, a bunch of us joined his brother at his house, and we were able to take whatever we wanted, as the whole lot was going to an auction house, so we got to cherry pick things that we wanted. I reclaimed a couple of books Id given him over the years, and grabbed a bunch of albums, some of which he told me i 'had to listen to' so we could have future discussions about them.
He's gone and I didn't do my assigned homework, but I do now have the opportunity to listen to them. There was early Samhaim, Chelsea Wolfe (whom he insisted I'd love), The Oath, King Dude, Darkthrone, Neurosis, Candlemass... hell, a whole bunch that I now have an opportunity to absorb. I'll miss the bizarre facts he would have no doubt delivered during our inevitable discussions about them.
Only one soundtrack though, Dagored's Escape from New York, so thats pretty cool.
So not a bunch of cool pics to show you, but a small story to say that music, movies and comics brings us together and its a pretty cool thing.
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