Early yesterday morning another friend and fellow musician, Tom Ball of Radiation Sickness - a grind core metal band here in Indy, took his own life.
Tom was a beautiful human being both inside and out and one heller guitar player.
I really, really liked Tom. I never saw this coming although I’m not entirely shocked, sadly enough. I know the feeling of hating ones life situation so badly that perhaps death is the only way out all too well. I wish Tom could have found a light in the darkness. Or another way out…so sad.
There is a weird plague upon Indy. Not only has the crime rate, in particularly murder, gone up this year by leaps and bounds but so far this year I have been to 3 funerals of musicians. Well, it will be 3 after Tom.
As someone said on the book of faces, it’s as if Indy has made some sort of Faustian bargain and it’s coming to it’s logical conclusion. Whatever is going on, I really wish it would stop. The sadness and tragedy is really getting to me and a lot of people.
Death can fuck it’s own face. Hard.
Doctor_sardonicus you would have loved this house show! Crushing stoner metal with bass riffs that feel like hot tar being thrown against your face in slow motion!
Jesus tonight’s show fucking cruuuushed!