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Jo Pangilinan
To my Forever Man, I Love You
Kris Calef
Jennifer Brown
I'm so sad that Mouse is gone. It's clear that he connected to so many of us in similar ways - what an amazing spirit. From watching the wonderful tribute to his life and reading these posts I feel connected to all those who loved Mouse and grieve his loss. We were all so lucky to have him in our lives, and for that I'm grateful. But, it still seems terribly unfair. Jo and Mouse were planning to visit me in Maine. They were both due for a well-deserved vacation and I couldn't wait to see them. I had scenic drives and hikes planned, but mostly I was looking forward to just hanging out and spending time with them both. Now when I look at the colorful foliage, I get angry that Mouse couldn't be here to see it. Instead, as someone nicely posted, he will think of Mouse when he looks at the beautiful fall colors. I'll try to do the same, but it will take effort. I found this picture from my 40th birthday. It was a surprise party and I remember Mouse was one of the first people I saw when I walked through the door. I was so happy to see him. Mouse made parties more fun. People have spoken and written about his hugs - genuine like he was, and always welcomed. So I'll leave you with this, and picture yourself in my place, getting a great big Mouse hug.
Jo Pangilinan
Kris Calef
What a powerful celebration of life Shure and Jo put together for Mouse last week. I was so moved, finding myself crying throughout the entire day. Each speaker honored Mouse with such well thought out, eloquent, articulate and warm memories and stories, clearly spoken from the heart. I, and so many others I've spoken with since, were blown away with the impact that he'd made at Shure and how effective a leader he had been to so many. Like anyone that knew him, I also have quite a few memories to share. Our Senior year in High School, our Performing Arts Teacher Les Schomas, allowed us to form into groups to make a movie. I paired up with Ian, Paul, Freddy and Johnny to create our highly anticipated spoof on Candid Camera. Sadly Mouse and his crew were in another class and I was hell bent on seeing their production as it was revealed to the world. If Mouse was involved, it was sure to be hilarious, pushing any and all boundaries established by The Man. Problem was, I had my French final at the exact same time the movie was to debut and my teacher would hear nothing of my taking it earlier in the day. My solution: I filled in "ACDC" on the entire 100 question multiple choice exam, handed in my paper with a very satisfying "avoir" to Madame Erven two minutes after the exam started, and made my way quickly to the screening. I was not disappointed and recall laughing uncomfortably and looking over my shoulder to see Schomas' reaction throughout the entire production. That's how Mouse rolled. Question authority. Innovate. Take chances. And all with one of the sharpest senses of wit and sarcasm you'll ever come across. I had the distinct pleasure of singing with Baxaw a couple of times on the Fish is a Madman World Tour. I was into George Thorogood at the time and thought I could belt out "Move it on Over" and "Bad to the Bone" as good as the next liquored up college reveler. I'd have to get a few beers and bongs in me before grabbing Mouse's fabled hockey-stick microphone stand and now find myself cherishing those memories of making music with Mouse, Fee and Paul. Mouse was always the guy feeding us in the wee hours of the morning after our HS reunions. We'd all be starving after passing of lackluster niblets at the event and then he'd show up at the after hours gathering with bags of burritos or a stack of Rosati's pizzas. Selflessly taking care of others was a clear theme in his life celebration to be sure. I'm drinking a beer named Silver Linings as I type up my thoughts and finding myself searching for one in the loss of our dear friend. Yeah, he lived his life to the fullest and I'd be surprised if anyone that attended his life celebration wasn't inspired to do the same as I was. I was reminded of the importance of simply being present. Mouse didn't allow technology or social media to distract him from what's most important in this life, that of creating experiences and building relationships. The flip phone suddenly makes sense. Everyone's got their own take on the afterlife. I'm rolling with the Day of the Dead line of thinking and take solace in knowing that Mouse will live on in the hearts and stories of all that loved him for a long-ass time. Peace brother. I love you. You are, and will always be, sorely missed.
Matt Kordonowy
I was lucky enough to mix a record at Reelsounds 2 years after starting at Shure. At Mouse's insistence, I lugged my 8-track reel to reel over to Reelsounds so we could transfer the tapes to the RADAR machine because it would be much better fidelity than my converters at my house. We then mixed it live off the board. Some studios are nice, some are groovy - Reelsounds is truly both. I spent that weekend and a few extra nights there and it was no less than completely magical, a memory that always felt special but now even more so. It was my first solo record (ha), and felt like I needed absolute control over it. Mark was so supportive, so energetic while letting me "drive" - if you are an engineer you know how hard it is to sit BEHIND someone else tweaking knobs, let alone the knobs on your own board. But Mark was just so stoked. He would suggest specific compressors and effects, telling me the story behind each piece of gear. He would pump the mix way louder than I was used to and just soak in the sounds. For a youngen, nothing could be cooler. At the end of the first night as we were packing up he suddenly jolted up - oh crap we forgot to put your reels in the vault - a fireproof room that he used to house all his reels. So my piddly little reels were safer that night than they were any time before or after... what dedication! I had an idea for the intro track, where all instruments would fade out to just a guitar strumming and singing, but Brunner said, no man no - you gotta keep this a rocker and keep all the instruments pumping. I was not swayed and did my mix (my solo record!). The next week I came into work, and there was a burned CD on my desk - Mouse had stayed even later and did a mix, his way, from scratch. The mix was super hot and pushed to the ten, of course. Lo and behold, it was the way to do that tune. My condolences to his family and friends.
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