Geoffery Cheshire. He played bass with Beaverteeth, in an early rendition of the band Nonat (on here) played with them later. The Adkins brothers John Rainey and David were also in Besverteeth. Geoff taught me to play the intro to Marth My Dear, on piano back in 1970. We were schoolmates in Jr College. He also bought me a pair of Navy bell bottoms that I still have, they are tattered and have over 150 patches on them. He will be missed.
We also lost
Albert (Al) McDonald. He was also a musician from Albany, GA. He lived lately in Unidilla, GA. He had twin younger brothers named Pete and Repete. One died a few years ago and he is survived by another younger brother Jerry who lives in Oklahoma City and plays regular there. He had or has a youngest brother Keith whom I didn't know.
Al was one of those people you never heard ANYONE EVER say anything negative about. He had been sick for a while and from what I hear Geoff died from natural causes.
If you live or play around Oklahoma City I bet you know Jerry.
I found Al's obit and here is a segment along with something I did not know. He was a studio musician at Capricorn Studios. I am glad I found him again on Facebook a few years ago but sorry I didn't get to see him again in person.
Albert was a renowned musician. He was fortunate to share his love of music through employment as an illustrious studio musician with Capricorn Records where he worked with many Southern Rock groups including The Charlie Daniels Band, the Allman Brothers, Wet Willie, and Lynrd Skynrd; he also worked with R & B artist Chaka Khan. Most notably, he was credited for his work playing the mandolin on the Marshall Tucker Band's album "Searching for a Rainbow". He continued his music career later in life by recording a solo album, "Eden's Promise" and has performed throughout the southeast with various other artists. His family and friends mostly just enjoyed the times when he would pull his acoustic guitar out and just started "pickin' and grinnin'".
Albert loved life. He believed in the best in people and helped them believe it of themselves. He was a devoted friend and anyone who knows him had an "Albert" story. There was never a dull moment with him around, the perfection of a practical joker. A man who wasn't afraid to tackle a New York Times crossword puzzle with an ink pen, he was artistic, eccentric, and an intellect like no other who never met a stranger and loved the strange. He belonged to an intimate group who helped each other recover from the human condition. I hope there are not so many RIPs in 2013. There have been too many too close to home lately.
Stay well... OK?
Julien