I wrote about my old friend Eric here: Spending Warm Sunny Days Indoors
In short, after the demise of his band Life Sentence Eric was living on the streets of Chicago and struggling with a heroin addiction. I found this out in the summer of 2005 and every time I made a trip home to Chicago I spent some time trying to find him, searching the halfway houses and places he'd been spotted panhandling. Trying to find him seemed hopeless and I had no idea how I was going to help him if I did find him but still I couldn't bear the thought of not trying.
As it turns out, Eric has cleaned himself up, gotten off the streets and is doing well. I don't have any more details but for now that's good enough news for me.
One interesting thing I found out about Eric is that he was an excellent swimmer, swam competitively for some team (I think college) and was good enough to consider qualifying for the Olympics. As I was dragging my ass through the pool at masters tonight I was thinking what a great swim coach he'd be. If anyone was capable of teaching me how to do a freakin' flip turn it'd be Eric.
And lord love the internet, here are some videos of Life Sentence from 1986 (Eric is the guitar player with the blond spiky hair):
The quality is appallingly bad but hey, that's punk rock.