Adam...

Adam...
My Beloved Son

Sunday, April 18, 2010

The day the music ended...


DJ Egg and MC Minimum Wage...and King Dunbar...and introducing the group ROWN...Adam...his music, his life, and his friendships...he lived and breathed music and everyone around him knew this. He held such talent in that gorgeous blond head of his. He would ask for musical gifts each year for his birthday or Christmas...and often in between...the acoustic guitar...the electric guitar...his amp...but earlier back...it was his DJ set. He went on and on for months how he needed a DJ system with turntables and of course, we bought it for him and he would "scratch" like the rappers did...and he would attract audiences in my reck room...Ted and I loved it. He was spectacular and his persona simply stood out. That's where Adam stood out, being the leader in his own musical genre...and that talent and knowledge just added to uniqueness. We looked at his music as a pleasant diversion...it kept his mind occupied and he was surrounded by good kids who held his company in our home. We'd buy him old albums and he's create masterful sounds with the old school stuff we used to listen to. My dad gave him an old harmonica and a Jew's harp, most people wouldn't even know what a Jew's harp was let alone figure out how to make this key shaped device make music...yet Adam magically figured it out and within days...was playing it as well as my dad...perhaps better...and unlocking the secrets of the harmonica...that was unmatched too...and he'd strum his guitar and wear the harmonica holder around his neck and play away, with a happy look upon his face...Ted and I would challenge him...often, we'd think of our favorite songs and Adam would practice...research and do some fine figuring and before you knew it, he'd pull us around and prove his mastery of the challenge. Jordan loved rap...so through that period of Adam's music, they meshed bigtime...Jordan still only likes rap...he always has...he enjoys the wordage and meanings that the rappers insert into their songs...Adam liked anything...and he'd cycle through many different genres and also adjust his look while going through that musical phase. No one else was like Adam...his reinvention of himself was constantly immerging and delightful. Those reading this who knew him well can appreciate that most about Adam. We all miss DJ Egg...his last DJ event was at Christmas time this past year...he and Dunbar DJ'd the annual volleyball tourniment at the JTHS...he'd always wear a Santa cap and bop to the music he played...and he and King Dunbar always played what the people wanted...the kids where always happy because Adam made people happy...last night I was playing songs that I remembered Adam played here, in our home...of course I cry at the drop of a hat these days...but thinking of him and envisioning those amazing times I was a part of softened my heart...I miss Adam...I miss the music...when he passed...the sweet sounds of Adam stopped...

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