whirlwind
Headphoneus Supremus
Fock cancer!
This one hurts...
I met Clayton in 2014 through this thread.
We both love to eat and drink and became fast friends.
We spent many Thursday evenings at El Amigo drinking excellent $5 margaritas.
Rachel the bartender would let him choose albums to spin.
Then we'd stumble to Pizza Hacker for a bite before he bussed home.
When Rachel left El Amigio we'd meet at Glen Park Station for cheap martinis and pizza at Gialina's
Sundays he often came over to make Sunday gravy and drink wine.
There were dozens of great meals at Capital, our favorite Chinese joint.
He always came over for Christmas and Thanksgiving. He was family.
Clayton was a star.
He was kind and smart and a good friend.
He had too many amps...a whole closet full of boxes.
He didn't roll tubes, he rolled amps!
It was silly.
He loved music even more than amps.
He worked at Tower Records as a teen in Honolulu and music stuck with him.
He might have loved food even more than music.
It's what we talked about most.
Through Covid, then cancer, we couldn't hang out.
We kept hoping he'd get better.
He deserved better.
I miss my friend.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
I hope to see him again...
Fock cancer!
Great tribute indeed.
Remember the good times.