R.I.P. D.S.W.
An Aquarian Sound mass heavy as the head of Ganesh,
an extensive, expansive momentum of massive sound:
the one known as David S. Ware is now gone, dead,
Surrendered to the hereafter he honored
eternally, constantly, heralded
with ecstasy-tortured strains & screams & banshee shrieks
like shimmering shards of shattering glass,
dangerous points, slices and edges to draw blood
by a man of renal, real pain who between the walls
he tore down deafeningly in the Samson Agonistic mode
along etheric sonic Corridors and Parallels
now abandons the planet, leaving silence to be filled:
Go See the World and find spaces of silence
filled with painful blinding light now without his sound
while with memory of the muse of a man
we mourn his joy and join his Flight of i.
--John Wojtowicz