It was one year ago today that we lost Acidman.
Yes, he ruffled a lot of feathers and wasn’t well-liked by a number of people, but when he was on he was on.
Love him or hate him, even at 54 years old, his was a life cut too short. I’d have liked to sit down for a beer and some guitar playing at some point when I headed back to the Southeast.
Ah well, rest in peace, as they say.