Well... my dad passed on June 30th. Went through that stuff. Kind of just floated through the rest of the summer. Then I heard some real bad news on monday. A man here, artist, bassist, singer, all around good guy decided to shut off his lifeforce prematurely. I am so pissed off at him. My dad lived through the depression, married kind of latently, raised 8 kids, dealt with my mom's mental illness, then her diabetic issues, had to put up with me and held on to the ripe age of 91. and now this dork, a painter of zombie art on black velvet, a revolution of grindcore punk metal refinement, shoots himself at 37..... kinda hard to deal with the dichotomy. HI DMUSIC!