After seven years of losing your hair, and losing weight, and blood tests, and IVs, and hospital food, and vomiting, and insomnia, and fear, and pain, and coughing, I hope you have finally found some peace, James. Here are some of the old band photos -- in them, you look happy and strong, the way I will remember you.
All this happened, more or less...
My name is G and these are the true stories of my adventures.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Photo Requiem for a Musician
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