stan ridgway
To the Moreland Family and Friends—
It's hard to know how to say how much someone has influenced your life.
One thread is like a deep sewn seam... and the other is frayed and
needing repair. This was Marc and me. I'm deeply sorry and saddened.
I am flooded with memories. It's a shock. We were hoping and praying for
the best. I always thought Marc and I would play together again
sometime. We talked a few years ago about doing just that. But I guess
life and its complications got in the way for both of us. Cryptic, I
know, but it never happened. But all the music Marc made will still be
heard by all who listen. Young and old. Marc and his music will always
be here for the familiar and the new.
Marc Moreland was very important in my life and he changed it and my
perceptions of music. We met in a time when music itself was changing.
And I'll always know I ran into the most original guitar player I ever
met. Being a bit of a guitar player myself, I to this day, do not know
HOW he played certain things, feedback, fingerings and chords. Genius
and mysterious—style and substance, truly original! And everyone
respected him. Especially musicians and artists. Marc worked very hard at
his music, although he made it look so easy. He always hid the strain and
practice somehow. Marc in full performance was simply a person you could
not take your eyes off of! Marc had it all. And was always a sweet,
loveable, and charismatic person, that was very shy at times, extremely
talented and intelligent and always had a wonderful sense of humor...
even though he could be a very passive-manipulative creature at the same
time. Hey! who isn't? You wanted to take care of him. And champion him.
He needed encouragement as we all do, and I hope I gave him some in the
time we had. I loved him really... but then... everyone did it seems.
To all who knew him and loved him, Bonnie and Bruce and Freddie and Family
especially, I send our sympathies, and we are sad too.
With deepest regards—
Stan Ridgway and Pietra Wexstun
chas t. gray
Marc - I'm sorry you had to leave so soon. Thanks for being my best
friend and roomie through the most artistically stimulating and
fun-filled years of my life and thanks for just being you.
You'll always be in my thoughts. Chas
bruce moreland
I am so overwhelmed at the outpouring of sympathy,
compassion, encouragement, dedication, love and strength exhibited on this
web site since that fateful morning of March 13 when I first posted the
passing of my brother. Yes, Elizabeth, technology is an amazing thing and
so are you, your dedication has allowed my family and myself to heal so
much sooner and more completly. This web site is an amazing tool for
healing. I would like to thank all who have written and all who are going
to write after this, everybody that Marc played with in L.A. has checked
in—Skulls, Johnette, Nervous Gender, Wall Of Voodoo and all HE Played
with in France are with his wife in Paris helping and assisting in a most
difficult time. There are people Marc went to school with that are
touched by his life and in all places like Norway, Canada, England,
France, USA and I'm sure many other countries will check in soon after.
Every one of you who have writen have contributed to the process of
healing. We thank you all. Gayle I hope you too have Found healing in
this web site and I am deeply sorry for your loss as well. Let's hope
Marc and Joe are together now. Bruce Moreland
andy prieboy
Tonight, I sat at the piano and played Marc's guitar lines from The
Passenger, Red Light, Far Side and others. I sang his songs. Songs that
were released. Songs that never were. I guess I was looking for my
friend. I was looking for the sweet, apologetic man who changed my life
for the better. I found him at my fingertips.
As Marc's work rolled out, I was yet again amazed by his musical grace.
The delicate balance between the mournful and the majestic are in all
his melodies. Haunting. Deceptively simple. Eloquent. Even in his
most frenzied moments, there always was a subtext, an elegant touch,
that alluded to his inner torment and fragility.
Marc's work stands on its own. His handiwork is timeless. I loved him.
I loved his work. I loved his humor and gentility. I miss him.
However, any loving testimony I give pales in the light of Frederique
Moreland's dedication to Marc.
I want to express my gratitude for the care Freddie gave Marc over the
past two years. With Bonnie and Bruce, Freddie applied an unbreakable
faith that helped Marc sustain the will to live, to keep fighting and
creating.
I am deeply indebted to you, Freddie. Music, for all its ups and downs,
is ultimately a joy. Caring for and encouraging the terminally ill is
the work of real heroes. So, thank you for keeping the daily vigil.
Thank you so much for loving our friend and brother the way you did.
I send my love and sorrow to Bonnie, Bruce, Stan, Ned, Chas and everyone
in this extended Wall of Voodoo family. God bless you all. With that,
I'll go back to the piano and look for Marc.
Yours, Andy Prieboy
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