Tuesday, November 12, 2019
A week ago I received a very sad phone call informing me that my friend Curt W. Schneider had died the day before. He was only 33 years old. My heart goes out to his family, and to all his friends and acquaintances. I first met Curt at Nuway treatment center four and a half years ago. Right away I was impressed by his wit, his intelligence, his kindness, his mischievous sense of humor, and not least of all, his keen knowledge of music, some of which existed long before he was born. We became fast friends. We performed an acapella version of "Silas Stingy" by The Who at the Nuway talent show, it went over great, Curt sang well and with much gusto. We shared our love of "visionary weirdos" like Skip Spence, Syd Barrett, The Incredible String Band, very early Fleetwood Mac, and so much more. We saw each other's ups and downs over the years and tried to make sense of it all. We discussed many things. Curt would always talk about how much family time meant to him, that was very, very important to him. We talked about grief, we talked about how incredibly sad it was to lose Anita. He helped me through that nightmare. He shared the words of Nick Cave, and how he coped with the loss of a loved one. I can picture Curt laughing as I write this but smile also when I remember his famous greeting to people who he hadn't seen a while, smiling, and saying, "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in!"
Godspeed Curt, love you. DRB