West Indian Girl

I just found out one of my old friends died in a motorcycle crash the other day. brett smith was one of a kind – he was one of the most charismatic people i have ever known. he moved to florida around the time i moved to california. even though we havent talked much over the past few years our friendship was the kind that would shift back into it’s natural place when we saw each other. brett and i had history. plain and simple…we were both from the same town in mi, were roommates in ann arbor, and we were also both bass players.  we were great friends thru some some pretty crazy times there. brett was a tough dude…he lived on the edge. brett was one of those people that i really didnt have to say a word to – it was understood that we would always be friends.  he was the kind of guy that had your back. seems like those people are few and far between. i wish i had a chance to talk to you again brett.