actually, a big hope. He was so excited. He thought that he would be back on track with this show. He even planned to produce our project by himself. The next time I cooked, it was for his whole family, comprised of his Japanese wife and three sweet little girls, so quiet, so beautifully behaved, such a rare thing. The girls loved him so obviously. They were all over him all the time. The Chevy Chase Show was a short relief but it was over very soon. It seemed as if nothing was working out for Eric, or for me. I was struggling on my own, challenging myself to live as an artist. It was natural that nobody wanted to assist me in my art because I am nobody, but it amazed me that no one wanted to help Eric in his terrible despair. However, we did manage to record something in a real recording studio, and Eric brought his little girls to the session. Eric was very serious, but when he started playing that first tune, that funk, he made everybody laugh. His sound was quite unexpectable. The second song was a ballad. Then his guitar started to cry. I felt he was bringing my life back to me. Unfortunately, the young sound engineer didn’t understand the situation, how important it was for us to complete these songs. And when Eric was about to play the third song, the engineer insisted he had to get the room ready for the next group and we had to leave. I saw Eric only a few times after this night. A month or two later he died, and soon after I lost my place in Studio City in the earthquake. It seemed to me that this hidden desperation and struggle came out at once after his death as a devastating relief. I still have this master tape, it survived. I feel that I have a responsibility to make this music live because Eric so lived in it and maybe it flew back to its own wonderful place in the universe. I remember one day, when he didn’t know me well yet, he asked, “Why are you so kind to me? I’m not doing too pretty good.” I said, “When I usually look at people around, the world seems so dark. Very rarely can I see the light such as yours. I need to support
it or it’s going to be dark around me again.” He wondered, “Light? What do you mean?” And I’m answering, “Your talent is turning the ugly and smelly garbage of your living into beauty and grace.” “Is it so? Burning life into a flame?” I said, “No. I think it’s a very cold process. It is like creating an eternal light. Light like light of the stars whose bodies do not exist anymore. You better stay cold.” And he said, “I got you.” Then he loved to say very often, “Let’s stay cold.” That was our code, his final words to me. for more information, www.novatownsite.org
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