R.I.P. Tim Brown

10 Nov

So, I have been M.I.A. for the last month. Here is the story. During the end of the GGP tour I got a phone call letting me know that Tim Brown my drummer and dear friend from Pink Mochi went to the hospital. He apparently was suffering from back pains and he ended up in the hospital. It turned out that he had a very rare disease called idiopathic capillary leakage syndrome. By the time I returned he was very ill and passed away a few days later. I have been extremely fucked up and haven’t been able to write or do anything for awhile. I finally feel like I can kind of catch up with stuff. There will be a full disclosure about my tour and vegan adventures on the east coast. Right now, I’m still mourning the loss of my friend.

Tim was a great guy who had a ton of friends. He makes you feel like you’re special and you are his best friend. He was special to me because he made me who I am. He gave me the gift of music and turned me into a singer. He encouraged me to push through and become a performer. So much of my identity is tied to being a part of Pink Mochi that I am mourning the loss of my identity as well.

Tim had a special power of memorizing license plates. His favorite childhood toy was a simple snoopy soap dish shaped like a boat. He said things like “soup to nuts”. He made a vegan chocolate cake once just for me so I could be a part of a xmas dinner. He loved walking to and from work if the weather permitted. He drove me home drunk often. We drank whisky together all the time. He still has a bottle of Rye sitting at my bar. We loved watching his mother sing on the Wayne King show. Tim loved AM radio when they played jazz standards. He had a hamster we re-named cupcake. He couldn’t sing well but had a great ear for music. He played the piano beautifully. Tim was the glue in Pink Mochi. He was the arranger in the band. Tim loved getting thai massages on saturday afternoons. Tim loved the band camaraderie. Tim bought me tickets to go see Carole King and James Taylor at the hollywood bowl. Tim would call “Blonde Redhead”, “Strawberry Blondehead”. I miss Tim. Roll tide!

I’ve been trying to get him to visit me as a ghost but I have not physically seen anything. I did however, have a dream a few nights ago that went like this:

I was sitting at a cafe by myself waiting for someone to show up. I wasn’t sure who I was waiting for but all of a sudden Tim Brown walks up. He sits down and greets me like always “Hey Ai-cicle!”. I was confused and asked him what he was doing there. He replied with “What do you mean?”. I didn’t feel like explaining to him that he was dead and decided it was best to make use of my time with him. We chatted for a long time about what I don’t know, but I got to hang out with him. I was happy. I don’t know if this is healthy or not but I try to dream about Tim every night so I can hang out with him.

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2 Responses to “R.I.P. Tim Brown”

  1. meganfinley November 10, 2010 at 5:34 am #

    Ai, I didn’t know Tim but every time I read something about him I cry.
    Also, I think that dream WAS Tim visiting you! I have a gift for seeing pets that have passed on in my dreams (both mine and those of friends) but I’ve never gotten to visit with relatives or friends. You’re really lucky. I hope you get to hang with him again. And, once again, I’m really sorry about your friend. Aaron told me he was awesome.

    • aiball November 10, 2010 at 6:13 am #

      Thanks Megan. I didn’t know anyone even stumbled onto my blog. I think Tim was visiting me too! That is so cool that you are in tune with spirits of pets. If you see a black cat with one eye, that would be our cat Henry. He passed away last year. I really appreciate you reaching out, this is really hard. Let’s hang out in person soon.

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