What can be said that already hasn�t been said man! In a fucked up world where fucked up things happen the worst went down for me on Dec 8th, 2004. The dude that was my biggest musical inspiration was gunned down in a senseless, cruel and underserving way. He was forced to cross over to that magical jam in the sky way too soon. But I know hes looking down at us smilling and jamming away with the great one's.
Dimebag was a genuine motherfucker.... an old soul some would call it. He made you feel like you knew him for years but just have been out of touch for a while. That's how I felt 1st I ever met him. Hes someone who cared about his music & his fans and thats something many artist today seem to forget. A lot of them have their heads so far up their freakin ass's that they forget why they got into RnR and forget what it's all about. And I think these fuckers should look at what they have and re-evaluate themselfs...
December 8th, 2004 is a day I will never forget. A day that the guitar and heavy metal world will always remember and raise a blacktooth in his honor & memory. We will never forget the day our hero was taken from us for no fucking reason but we will cherish his music for generations to come. The guitar world has lost one of it�s biggest influences and without a doubt one the most whacked out players ever!
God bless your soul brother, you will be missed.
Revolution was YOUR name.
