contagion

December 8 2005. I cant believe that a year has flown by so quickly. I remember as it was yesterday. I was drinking some booze and doing some jager shots with my buddy Shook, who had come in from out of town. I was heading home and Fatality gave me a call. "Did you hear the news?" What news? "Dimebag Darrell was shot and killed on stage tonight during a show." I immediatly fell to the ground and started to ball my eyes out. Things just didnt seem real. I had seen Dimebag play 2 weeks prior to the incident at House of Blues in Orlando, and I almost met him after the show but didnt get to, and the fact that I wasnt gonna get that chance to meet one of my guitar heros was too surreal for me to cope with. It really shook me at the core. I remember being at the Damageplan show and thinking 'man, this place isnt really going off to the damageplan stuff. their gonna have to play some pantera shit to get this place moving.' Sure enough the last two songs they played were Becoming and Walk. The place went fucking nuts and me and my brother were right in the pit moshing to our hearts content. It was a great fucking night and I cant forget it. Dime was just one of the few reasons/inspirations I play the guitar. I remember playing only MetallicA songs for like a year and half straight and finally getting all of them down. Then thinking 'well what now?' My friend Xandy showed me Pantera's "Cowboys for Hell" and I was hooked. It took me another year getting all their riifs and chops down but it was well worth it. Dime was a giant amongst men.


If your willing and able raise a glass of booze,jager,whiskey, or whatever you got and toast to Dime today. I know I will.
I love you Dime. You won't be forgotten.



Till next time

"Sometimes I even freak myself out." ~ Dime