I’ve Been Feeling Brian All Around Me Of Late
And I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about that.
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Brian and I were on again and off again for over 30 years. When he was married I was single and vice versa. Finally, in 2012 I was divorced and he was in the process of getting one. After all that time, we were going to be together.
Sunday, April 22, 2012, Brian died of a heart attack as he slept.
Brian was around 22 or 23 when we met. I was 17. I had written (even way back then yes I was a writer) a PSA for a non-profit. They wanted me to record it. It took them 2–3 weeks and a tour of the local radio station, WSUX-FM, before I would give in and do it. When I did the tour I met Brian in passing. He was one of the DJs. When I returned a week later to do the recording the old station manager was gone and Brian had taken his place.
I would be in the recording booth with B.
I was surprised that it only took me a couple of takes to get it done. The high school that I attended had its own in-house radio and TV station but we didn’t do anything live. Everything was prerecorded. We were a thing long before Heart radio. He was very patient and willing to work with a kid with no real experience. I thought that said a lot about him. Most DJs think their shite doesn’t have a scent and treat anyone who actually looks up to them as tagalongs or hormonal fans. B didn’t see me that way at all.
I found that out when he kissed me.
We had gotten up. He sat on one side running the controls. I had been sitting on the other side behind the mic. We walked towards the recording booth door, he reached out to grab the knob and open the door for me, and then he stopped. Before I knew what happened I was tucked in the corner behind the door and he was kissing me, gently.
He said that I was very mature for my age (I was born old) and that I was “too good to be true”. After that, we saw each other whenever we could. But I was…
