Date: Mon, 05 May 2003 23:50:30 -0400 Location: email...my friend dogboy ^,,^ From: "^,,^" i am heartbroken to hear of the death of that fine man. we were both dogs, he by fluke of name - me by fluke of nature. we both wore skirts, his far shorter but then he had by far the better legs for it. david represented, and will forever represent to me, everything that was good about goth. He certainly recognized what was dark and confronted it unflinchingly, and with remarkable insight and humor. He also saw what was good and delicious in life, and confronted that too with the same way. in this our dhog was the antithesis of the recent generation (now generations, they flag out fast) of post marilyn manson mall children. those pert snots who apparently miss the point entirely and believe that being goth means nothing more than a hairdo and nail polish punctuated with endless snarling, rudeness. hosiery and posiery. blah. i need not tell anyone who ever spent a night in the same poorly lit basement club as brother David that he was unflaggingly polite and generous, a man of unswerving dignity and, though the word would embarrass his native humility, a man of true compassion. i spent many nights in such clubs with such a man. and i mourn his loss for a thousand selfish little reasons. he was my friend.