hi nikki, i was a friend of chris’s. i’ve yet to submit to ur/his blog, but i just wanted to send u a msg, as i’ve been following ur twitter for awhile. here’s a pic of chris, pat, and i.
anyways, hope ur doing ok love, shammy
hi nikki, i was a friend of chris’s. i’ve yet to submit to ur/his blog, but i just wanted to send u a msg, as i’ve been following ur twitter for awhile. here’s a pic of chris, pat, and i.
anyways, hope ur doing ok love, shammy
I want to keep this space Chris-centric (I’ve devoted other spaces online to my feelings and my grief), but I did want to share an edited version of the tribute that I read at Chris’ ceremony.
I expect that I will continue to grieve him, miss him, love him, write about him, and hear him in music for the rest of my own life, but this is one small piece, for now.
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This is an edited version of the tribute that I read at Chris’ funeral/celebration of life on February 29, 2012.
I loved my brother even before he came to be gestated in our mother’s womb. I was five years old when she got pregnant. I was so excited about it, and I was beside myself with joy when my father told me that I had a little brother, that he’d been born at 6:02 p.m., and that his name was Christopher.
At the beginning he was my baby, whom I held and cuddled and cared for, then he became my little pal, the three year old who was star and co-star in all my plays, the consummate professional who never forgot his lines. When he got a bit older still, more than my brother, he was my friend, my buddy, my confidante. We took turns playing straight man and funny man. I know that since our childhood he’d gone out into the world and touched an amazing number of people, and though I was happy to share him, I always thought of him as mine first.
I’ve spent some of the past few days going through our emails, instant messages and texts, most of which are really hilarious but unfortunately entirely inappropriate to share in this setting. If you know my brother you can imagine the content. You’ve probably had similar exchanges with him. Continue reading
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On March 1, 2012, the day of Chris’ cremation, and the day after his funeral celebration, a private concert was held at the Palamino Nightclub in Calgary in his honour. The following videos are from that night, courtesy of Melanie McKay.
Drums: Eric Hamelin
Bass: Matt Flegel
Guitars: Scott Monroe, Logan Kroeber, Meric Long
Wild one won’t you please come home
You’ve been away too long, will you
We need you home, we need you near
Come back wild one will you
How can we live without your love
You know that could kill you
How can we carry on
When you are gone my wild one
So you go your way wild one
I’ll try and follow
And if you change your mind
I will be waiting here for you tomorrow
For I would beg for you
I would steal and I would borrow
I’d do anything, anything at all
To end this sorrow
Wild one
The gypsies warned of the danger
You can laugh and joke with friends
But don’t you ever talk to strangers
Although their offers may be sweet
And I’d bet and I would wager
Away you’ll stray and never come back
To those who love and made you
On March 1, 2012, the day of Chris’ cremation, and the day after his funeral celebration, a private concert was held at the Palamino Nightclub in Calgary in his honour. The following videos are from that night, courtesy of Melanie McKay.
This is one of Chris’ favourite Mogwai tracks, New paths to Helicon pt. 1.
The musicians are: Marc Rimmer, Scott Monroe, (guitars) Matt Flegel on bass, our dad Tim Reimer on drums, and Myke Atkinson.
On March 1, 2012, the day of Chris’ cremation, and the day after his funeral celebration, a private concert was held at the Palamino Nightclub in Calgary in his honour. The following videos are from that night, courtesy of Melanie McKay.
-by Clinton St. John
I don’t know where to start. I can’t stop thinking about Chris. I just revisited the site and tears are flowing again like I just found out. I miss that guy so damn much. Its obvious how easy it was to take Chris for granted.
There was never a moment where I felt it was necessary to break it down like an equation what an amazingly kind genius that dear sweet man was. And now its all there’s left to do. I wish I could have been here for the celebrations of Chris’s life but I was in Cuba and couldn’t make it back. Looking back I wish I would have made it home somehow, not that it would have changed anything but it would have been good to be with our friends. I can’t imagine how hard this has been for you and your family, and I offer my sincere condolences. Continue reading
Reposted from AaronLeaney.com / Multiphonic Sounds
I am sad to hear of Calgary guitarist Chris Reimer’s passing. We just shared a stage on the 8th of February this year where he saved my opening set that night lending me a missing power supply and cable, reassuring me that he was, “happy to help”. He performed solo electric guitar which shined with beauty; I remember feeling like I was in church or in a spiritual ritual hearing bells of cosmic light that filled my soul. Reimer will probably be best remembered as guitarist for the Calgary band Women but I think this set in particular deserves some introspection and meditation – it shines with beauty.
Recorded by Brad Hawkins, February 8th, 2012 at Weeds Cafe, Calgary, Alberta, Canada