Deep shit again.
My cousin David is dying. The end of the road.
He has been sick for 3 years now. And it’s the end today.
We were raised like brothers. And he was a loyal friend.
I know he couldn’t understand a bloody word written on this blog but he was always happy to hear good music, and he was the most happiest man on earth when I told him I was releasing my first record. He was an excellent drummer too, a loving husband, an amazing brother, and a proud son.
And now, it’s just a question of weeks, days, hours, I don’t really fuckin’ know.
So, hell yeah, it’s one of the weirdest day of my life.
I don’t know when I’ll be back from Paris, but I hope you don’t mind if I take one or two weeks off .
And sorry to write things like that on this tiny little internet music page, but I feel like I had to.
Life’s a joke my friends.
Today’s a bad one.
He’s 33 years old.
Tom Waits - Fawn