After suffering a massive stroke earlier this year Sean Demery has died. My buddy Steve Craig said it best –
Words cannot adequately express the love & gratitude I have for Sean Demery. For 40 years, he’s been my best friend, best man, mentor, career counselor, confidant and so much more. He taught me what unconditional friendship really is.
Despite the horrific trek from my house to the office this morning, 3.5 minutes of sheer terror, I made it. I was hit by many drops of hurricane juice and almost immediately upon leaving my car was smacked ever so gently by Irma’s ill-intentioned breath. Or, as people outside this delicate city would say, “it rained slightly and sometimes the wind would blow a little.” Not that I’m a hurricane denier or anything, but so far this has been a bit of a let down.
Anyway, all kidding aside, I pray that everyone is safe and that our good fortune continues!! ∞
Since the early 1970’s, Col. Bruce has played with just about everyone, and the great southern soothsayer has influenced many more. From his early days with the Hampton Grease Band to the transformational Col. Bruce Hampton and the Aquarium Rescue Unit of the 1990’s to whatever band he dreams up next, seeing Col. Bruce on stage is to be simultaneously whisked away into both the past and the future.
Jarrett Bellini spent Christmas with the legendary improvisational rocker to discuss his hatred of (most) modern music, the art of practicing guitar, and his upcoming film “Here Comes Rusty.”
(Note: In Atlanta, it was 75 degrees on Christmas. The weather was delightfully weird. But the clouds were being total jerks. I should’ve shot this interview inside, but it was just so lovely out on the deck. Anyway, the lighting gets bad a few times because of the clouds. Meh.)
There is a void inside drowning in the feeling that this is all a dream. I can’t remember a time in my life when you weren’t the musical standard in this city. RIP in peace Col. Bruce! God bless you my friend and God bless your family! Thanks for everything!