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| MARY |
Posted - 03/31/2006 : 11:13:36 AM
wow, i'm still in shock over this. i was just thinking about don the other day... i was reflecting back on the japanese tour in '82. i was with my dad in the park the day he threw his bass in the river/lake (whatever it was). we had become separated, i couldn't keep up with him. i was lost and searching for him for what seemed like an eternity. when i finally caught sight of him it was from across that body of water as he proceeded to throw the bass into the water. i couldn't take anymore at that point, i had to get out of there. first i had to find my way out of the park, which was grueling in itself, and then my joy upon accomplishing that task was very short-lived bcuz i then faced the challenge of finding my way back to the hotel -which by now i couldn't even remember the name of- through the labyrinth of hiroshima streets (keep in mind, i was just shy of 12 yrs old at that time). i was flustered and disoriented @ that point, but somehow i gathered myself and started walking just letting my instincts guide me. the longer i walked the more nervous i became and just as i was bordering on panic-stricken i looked up into the sky as if for help and out of the corner of my eye i saw a sliver of the top of our hotel off in the distance. OMG! i started running through the streets... i was elated! and as i came upon the hotel there was don sitting front and center in the restaurant- first familiar face- smiling at me and waving me in through the window... ahhh, home sweet home. i know i told him about daddy throwing his bass in the river shortly after i sat down, but i cant remember exactly what i said. i was planning on giving don a call in the very near future to ask him about that day, among other things, but now...
i think it goes without saying the deep level of respect and admiration my father had for don considering he was featured on all of his solo recordings - sh*t, don's conga is the FIRST thing you hear on JACO PASTORIUS... what does that tell you!
i am deeply saddened by this news... this really sucks. 
mary pastorius
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| grandbaypaul |
Posted - 08/05/2006 : 3:50:50 PM
Man really sorry to hear about Don. May he rest in peace. |
| bassplayer142 |
Posted - 05/04/2006 : 11:04:33 AM
Thats an awesome story. I can't imagine the surprise you got when she told you it was Don. 
The Bleeding hearts and artists!!! |
| paulraphael |
Posted - 05/02/2006 : 12:02:42 PM
I was shocked to hear the news. Really sad. I knew Don very briefly years ago, and it was immediately obvious what a great guy he was.
The circumstances were strange and wonderful. I met a beautiful girl at a party, who told me she did this and that, and that also on the side she managed her neighbor, an old jazz musician. i asked who? she said i wouldn't have heard of him. who??? i wanted to know. she said Don Alias. Needless to say I was on the floor. For the rest of the party I talked her ear off about all the music I loved ... with Jaco and Joni and Miles and so on and so on.
She emailed me the next day ... said she told Don she met a fan of his music from that era. Don was delighted, but also a bit freaked out--aparently that very night, Joni called him for the first time in thirteen years; the first time since they'd been lovers. Being of a mystical temperment, he immediately assumed it was all connected and wanted to meet me. The girl soon became my girlfriend, and Don treated us to tickets to a lot of great gigs, and let us stay in his apartment when he was touring (he knew the value of air conditioning to us poor kids). He even offered us use of his little house in the Caribean, and we would have taken him up on it, but the girl moved away, we broke up, and she stopped managing him, and we all fell out of touch. I'm sad I never made an effort to keep up with him.
The story of how the girl met him always made me smile ... she started hearing conga drums from next door when she moved to the apartment (a typical tiny NYC studio). when she final met the neighbor, she joked with him and said, 'so i have to listen to you practicing all the time ... are you at least going to invite me to one of your gigs?" She had no idea who he was.
The next day there were two tickets to Avery Fisher Hall under her door. |
| EddieG |
Posted - 04/07/2006 : 4:05:16 PM
Damn.
RIP Don.
"My ears are sweaty!" - Johnny Pastorius |
| Dann Glenn |
Posted - 04/04/2006 : 10:57:21 AM
Mary...great story and Don will be missed. His legacy goes hand in hand with your father's. I have a new email if you or Eric ever need to get in touch. Bobby has it.
Much love,
Dann
DG |
| Kicken the great |
Posted - 03/31/2006 : 11:53:42 AM
I’m so sorry to hear about this! I have been listening a lot to his work with Jaco, and Joni for the last couple of weeks, and im absolutely devastated to hear this incredible sad news. Not only was he a great musician, but he also seemed to be such a great person. He will be deeply missed!
Rest in peace.
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