I loved that little fucker! Man, did we have some times together! A short-lived drummer slashed Brian across the head with a razor one night when we played out of town and I woke up to Brian and our bass player kicking the shit out of the guy and his junkie buddy, haha! Holy fuck, I can’t believe his parents still talk to me after some of the shit that happened when we were together! Then there was the 1st time we saw Swingin’ Utters and some punks from Manhattan, Kansas maced me and gave me a boot party in the pit. I cracked one eye open to see a shirtless Brian single-handedly kicking the fuck out of the whole crew of ‘em! Haha, like I said, I love that little fucker!
In March of ’98, Brian left LYY; but, things were still good between us. When we played the GMM Beer Olympics in Atlanta, he was there right in front throwing his fist in the air and singing along every song with us! He eventually went on to play in some other bands, including Southpaw Manners. And he also toured as a guitar tech for Oxymoron, Dropkick Murphy’s, I think maybe also Braindance, The Business, Beerzone (?); I don’t know, can’t remember all the details. Nevertheless, he was well-liked the world over in the skinhead scene.
As with all relationships, things weren’t always the best with us; we had our ups and downs. He could be a little dick at times. But, that’s ok, I’ve been guilty of being a dick many times. I often think back of times when he was a dick and just laugh. I still love that little fucker!
There’s a group on FB created by a friend which is a memorial page to him. There’s been a lot of talk on there the past few days, coming up on the anniversary of his death. It got me thinkin’ and that’s why I decided to share this with you guys.
D B
