My dear friend, Eric Tiedemann, or "est" as he was known to many, passed away recently.
My wife,
Meredith, found his body this past Sunday, after going down to Mountain View to check in on him. We had been worried about him, since it had been over a week since we or any of his other friends had heard from him, and sadly our worst fears proved true.
This is undoubtedly the hardest thing I've had to write, and it can't possibly do justice to the wonderful person that he was. I've decided to post this information so that his friends who haven't been contacted yet, might learn of this. A memorial is being planned, though there are no firm dates yet. I will let people know when I know more.
I'm trying to post about my feelings toward Eric, and my heart is climbing into my throat. I loved him; he was family to me. I'm not sure how to express that. Everything I say feels wrong, and I'm still not fully accepting of the fact that I can't ask him for his opinion on what I should say.
Maybe in a few days I can write more. In the mean time, feel free to email me at osogato.com (username len) if you'd like to know more, and please point friends of his who may not have heard at this or Meredith's blog. We'll update as appropriate.
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Over the years, I was able to confide in est, he was a good listener and always had a zany or empathetic response, rarely ....if ever....did he close a conversation or stop participating due to impatience.
est was in touch with a spiritual side. He enjoyed communing with the ocean at night, doing primitive dance and drum, spending time at a monastery, exploring other religions and cultures. Ngawa.
We would discuss quantum physics, yoga Asanas, or cats...or all three.
I loved est as a friend, and mentor. I will keep, and honor his spirit with me along my path of music and enlightenment.
-Hunter Peress.