I only met David about 8 years ago when I moved back home from CT, It was thru our Love of LIVE music that we shared our joy together. No matter where I was if the music was playing, I would see David there groovin and smiling.
He had an ear for really good music and we had many conversations of shows that were upcoming and past. He would say " Thanks for putting the info about the show up, that is how I learned of it " ...he called me " The Merry Messenger" it made me smile.
He will be missed in our music community, he was loved by everyone ! Always so kind and a gentleman. Words were not needed with David, he was a man of not many as we all connected thru the music playing on stage at the Ardmore and many other venues ( He was a devoted fan of Dead and Co, Splintered Sunlight, Lovelight, Melvin Seals / JGB CCJ, David Bromberg, Allman Bros, Warren Haynes and many more. ) .
I know he loved this tune, I remember standing next to him when it was being performed...
Attics of My Life by the Grateful Dead
In the attics of my life
Full of cloudy dreams; unreal
Full of tastes no tongue can know
And lights no eye can see
When there was no ear to hear
You sang to me
I have spent my life
Seeking all that's still unsung
Bent my ear to hear the tune
And closed my eyes to see
When there were no strings to play
You played to me
In the book of love's own dreams
Where all the print is blood
Where all the pages are my days
And all my lights grow old
When I had no wings to fly
You flew to me
You flew to me
In the secret space of dreams
Where I dreaming lay amazed
When the secrets all are told
And the petals all unfold
When there was no dream of mine
You dreamed of me
RIP my friend, when I am on the dance floor...
I will close my eyes and you will forever be with me in the spirit of the music.
Lyn & Bob Messina