It’s a funny old world.
Jeff and myself hardly spoke for over 20 years yet I find I miss his presence on the planet more than I’d have thought possible.
I think that at the root of it all is the unrequited wish by myself that somehow things would be alright between us, that in the end, maybe we’d collaborate again, but of course, there’s no chance of that, certainly in this lifetime.
All that I can say, on this day (is it really two years), is that I hope that wherever your spirit is, it fares well.
Jeff’s interests, when I knew him and when we lived in each other’s boots, were wide, and included pure physics, astrophysics, metaphysics, much research into the paranormal, out of body experiences and the like. On top of this were ancient civilisations, their habits, myths and religious activities, plus literature & music (e.g. The Crawling Chaos) of which he had broad eclectic tastes, not always, but more often than not, keyed to my own.
So what’s to be said, what’s to do? How I wish you were here.
I know! Play some music where Jeff and myself had some connection.