Bad Ass Mother Fucker - The Apocalyptics

Russell Means arose with the Morning Star and crossed the River to be reunited with his family. He led an extraordinary Life and was a huge inspiration to me and my interactions with my Indian ancestry and Government institutions. And that leads me to finally talk about the passing of a great guy I knew, a guy named Andy Crews, guitar player for the Apocalyptics and tattoo artist extraordinaire. I had been putting it off hoping to hear something different on the news, something that would make sense of it all, but it hasn't come yet, and I don't know if it ever will. Google his name if you don't know or haven't heard anything about what happened. I've re-read the news reports a dozen times. I just can't wrap my head around what they say he did. I just can't. It doesn't make sense. That wasn't the guy I knew, the guy who was always happy, carefree, helpful, never a bad attitude or a harsh word for anyone, a guy who loved his Friends, Family, Music and Tattoos. Andy Crews. Bad Ass Mother Fucker, but in the nicest way possible, if that makes any sense. If you knew him it does. That guy is forever gone, and that just sucks.

I first met Andy @ the Double Clown (of course). He was playing in the Luv Taps, who were just terrible but Andy definitely stood out from them like a sore thumb. Denim vest, hair greased back, tattoos, he didn't fit in with them. Wasn't meant to be. But then he got the Apocalyptics going and then, then things got interesting. The Apocalyptics were a great band, and had a grip load of Grade A material under their musical belts, and I always believed that I would get to see them play one more time - a reunion show! :-) The band was no more because Andy moved to Washington to work at a tattoo shop up there, and I was always hoping Andy would come back to Vegas and play another Apocalyptics gig but now, that's not gonna happen. He's coming Home, but unfortunately it's in a box. Andy's memorial service is this Sat. @ the Highland Hills Baptist Church at noon. Don't mourn the Loss but celebrate the Life. More information about it can be found here.

I was gonna go on and say something about all the cool stuff that went down this weekend, but I'll save that for later. This Andy thing is just such a fucking bummer, and I don't wanna trivialize his passing as just some casual thing that happened by writing about a bunch of nonsensical self-serving stuff. I'm not trying to pass myself off as one of his closest, bestest friends or some shit like that, I mean, I wasn't even Friends with him on Facebook, LOL, but I dunno, it's just such a mistake. That's what I'm calling it, a mistake. It's just so undeserving to a genuinely nice guy. I don't know what happened to him up there in Washington, and I don't know if I want to find out why he did what they're allegedly saying he did. All I know is that it's sad that he's no longer with us. Boooooo. Remember, don't take anything for granted. Tomorrow may never come. All my Condolences to his Friends and Family.

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