I guess I thought you’d always be around. Giving me more incredible music, more one-word interview answers, more stoicism or sultriness or sexymotherfuckerness with those eyes, that voice, at once mocking and transcending everything that tried to contain or steer you. I expected an impervious-ness to something as common as death. There are so few constants in this world, and your brilliance in music, performance, virtuosity, YOU-ness–was one of those constants. I can’t believe you’re gone, and that we don’t get to share more time in this world with you. It wasn’t enough. The only thing that has given me comfort is hoping that you’re right about that God and afterlife you so believed in. I hope you are there right now, smirking at all of us. I miss you. I love you. Thank you.