Tim was a year ahead of me in school, but I'd known him most of my childhood; he grew up a couple of blocks from me. Always seemed 10 years older -- couple feet taller too, even without the Mohawk he started sporting his sophomore year. He annoyed the jocks, intimidated the underclassmen and amused the teachers -- that's what happens when a guy skirts the school's no-shorts policy by wearing, well, skirts to class.
I spent the better part of my freshman year at TJ being schooled by Tim on the finer points of American hardcore -- JFA, Dead Kennedys, Fear, all the bands whose logos were stickered over every inch of his skateboard. By the mid-1980s, he'd become a permanent fixture in Deep Ellum just as it was transitioning from ghost town to Thrill City. The Class of '85 TJ Patriots had a real way of making their mark on Deep Ellum way back when -- and a bad habit of leaving too soon. Only last April, Tim's classmate and Da Nu Man drummer David Bindler died in Los Angeles of a bleeding ulcer. Said an old classmate earlier this week, "I miss my friends."
So, yeah, anyway. Read Jeff's piece.