I remember so vividly when Tim turned up on my doorstep in Tooting, South London looking for a room. Within seconds of meeting him and discovering that he was a fellow musician it was a done deal - he even played sitar! From the first night in the house we bonded over music and spent long evenings in my pokey downstairs home studio recording his wonderful compositions. Our recording sessions would normally begin the same way - we'd open a bottle of red (or a soju if Chan was in the house :-), pour a couple of glasses and I'd say "what you got?". Tim would then pull out his notebook and turn to a page of beautifully penned lyrics (nothing scribbled out or corrected - he always got it right first time!) - I'd press record and he would coolly perform the song from start to finish with flawless guitar playing and crystal clear singing voice in one take. I sometimes wouldn't really appreciate Tim's lyrics until later when I'd revisit the song and I was always astounded at the spirituality of the words and imagery within - I'd kick myself once my gnarly London skull had accepted this serene musical poetry for being too cynical to fully take it in first time around. I always felt well travelled after listening to Tim play which living in Tooting was no bad thing! What's interesting looking back is that whilst I would be driving my other housemates nuts with my own guitar playing as I'd repeat the same melody over and over again, trying to reach my own personal 'babylon' of musical accomplishment, I never actually saw Tim write a song and I never heard him practice. He didn't need to. His songs would just appear like diary entries - a musical log that he just needed to jot down and move on. Tim was a truly unique creative talent (a brilliant painter too) and despite my novice production skills we recorded numerous songs during our long friendship. There is such a subtlety to Tim's art - never in your face or clamouring for recognition - just a calm sense of wonderment at what's beautiful in this world and an open acceptance for whatever lies beyond. Each song now feels like a gift that should be shared but that is for another time. Right now I just miss my friend. Safe journey Tim. We'll meet again - Chris xx