Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Roxy Michaels July 19th, 1978 - November 24, 2005




Roxy Michaels or Michael Sisti,
I'm not even sure how to start, but I just felt the need to write something down about this person who seemed to so love life. I guess I will start with how I met Roxy, and the little I knew him but.......how he still touched my heart. Upon hearing the news that he had left this world on Thanksgiving morning, I wept. I mean really cried and even now as I write this it brings tears to my eyes. It was so baffling since I only knew this person in a small way and for so little a time but I was extremely sad that now I would never have the opportunity to know more. I can only hear the fun stories about him from those who knew and loved him most as they share them. He is deeply embedded in many hearts and that is a bit of the legacy he leaves behind.
Well I was trying to remember how Roxy even ended up on my friend list. But I think it was a bulletin from Happening Harry about adding this guy Roxy. I did the good friend thing and added him. Of course I noticed he was very sexy who could miss that. Then I got a comment on my page from Roxy in July inviting me to his birthday party. I will never erase that comment now, it is very precious. So I decided I would go. I asked so many friends and could not get anyone to go on a Wednesday night. I was so bummed and decided to forget about it. After sending an email telling him I could not make it that I couldn't get anyone out of the house, and wished him a Happy Birthday. He wrote back and told me not to stay home, just come down and hang out with he and his friends. Normally I would have probably just said thank you anyway and have a good one. But for some reason I thought yeah why not, I'm not going to stay home, I'm just going to go. That night was really fun, the bands were great. Roxy came up and said hi after the show and that he was glad I came and was a total sweatheart. He sent me a really nice email the next day with some very sweet compliments. Little things like that mean alot to me, so for some unknown reason I saved it and never erased it. After hearing the sad news I had to look it up again, it took awhile but just another thing to make me cry lol.
I saw him a couple times after that at the Cat Club or the Joint, he would always come say hi and his usual hug. He was always smiling and happy with those eyes that sparkled. I will remember that.
The best memory I have of Roxy though will always be August 12, 2005. I only remember the date because I came across the ticket stub for the show I had gone to at the Joint. A friend Paisley, was playing at the Joint on a Friday night. I had made plans with a girlfriend that same night in Agoura, but I had already missed several of Paisley's shows and was determined to go to this one. I knew I would have to rush out after the show to go meet her before it got too late. As I was walking up to The Joint the guy at the door seemed to know me, and I was thinking how weird I don't know anyone here. As I got closer I saw it was Roxy and was surprised to see him there working the door. But he loved it, loved meeting the new people and the interaction and why not some extra money. I Had to rush into the show so I caught up with Roxy afterwards outside the Joint. No one was around so we were able to just hang out for a few and talk. I knew I did not have long and needed to be going, but I talked to Roxy for about 15 min before I rushed off. The last fifteen minutes I ever spoke in person to Roxy.
We talked about myspace and he was saying how he didn't know yet if he liked it or not. He was not sure. When I shared with him that I liked it for the good friends I had actually made and the music contacts and information of what shows were going on in Hollywood. I will never forget how his face brightened up and those eyes with that big smile when he said "hey that's right and I met you on there and you're really cool, so ya know what it's not so bad after all, you are right I do like myspace". I knew he was just still the cutest little flirt but I will now be very fond of that little memory. I hated to leave I was enjoying our conversation. He just felt good to be around. I like being around people who have joy and love life, when it is so contagious and you just feel good being around them. It was really hard to leave, I remember being bummed that I could not hang out and as usual had to rush to the next stop. The story of life for me sometimes..... always rushing to the next thing. I didn't want to upset my girlfriend either. So I left but you just never know when it the last time you will see someone.
I am so sorry for how busy I was in the next few months and missing so many shows of Roxy and Harry after that. So many times I was going to go but something else would be happening or I'd just be too tired. I finally made it once Labor Day Weekend, and brought my friend Jenn. I told her she had to come see Harry and the bands and this Roxy who was one of the sexiest bass players I'd ever seen with the no shirt and dang that bass practically on his knees. I always thought that looked funny, but very cool. It was really great at his Memorial Service that Peter tried to play his bass really low in honor of Roxy. I will miss seeing that forever now, except in pictures. But that night on Labor Day weekend, Roxy was out of town so we never got to see him and I didn't get the Roxy hug.
But in the end Roxy has brought a lot of good people together it is just too bad that he is not here to see it in person but..... he is here in spirit. You were one of a kind as far as I could see Roxy, you are at rest now, no more pain and playing that bass to your hearts content.
I am thankful that I added you that day, that you invited me to your party and I went. I am thankful that I went to that show in August and had that short time to just be in your presence. I am sorry I had to rush and that was the last time I talked to you. I am sorry for all the missed opportunities to come see you play. But I am priveledged to have met you for just a moment in this life. Goodbye Roxy....
Jenni

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