
Facebook is a funny thing. I have connected with so many people that I never thought I'd have contact with again. I like nothing better than that little friend request signal. Sometimes it's someone you forgot about, and sometimes it's someone you wish had forgotten you!
Anyway, tonight I decided to search for an old friend who I hadn't seen in a few years. But the search results brought back something unusual. I found him, but through another person's account. And what I discovered shocked and saddened me. My friend had recently died.
Rich Ehrman was one of the biggest influences on my life. When I left home for Berklee College of Music at 18, I had to get a job to support myself in Boston. Luckily the college had a student employee program, and lucky for me, I found myself assigned to the Concert Office where I worked for Rich.
While there, Rich opened my mind in many ways. He taught me about music I'd never been exposed to, music that would change my life. He introduced me to sounds of James Brown, Fela Kuti, Sun Ra, John Zorn and so many others. Rich also taught me about all kinds of culture including films, books, spirituality, politics, art and drugs. I worked for him until I graduated, and over the years, he did more for me than any of my professors.
After graduation, I left college and got a job. But the early 90's were tough times, and I got laid off. Rich was looking for someone to take over a position that was opening at the Concert Office and hired me as a full time employee. I worked there another five years until I left for New York in 1996. He helped me build my professional skills and encouraged me to go beyond the boundaries of my job description. He trusted me and treated me like an adult, even though I was still a kid.
Rich Ehrman was my friend and, I would say, a mentor. My life would not have been the same without him. I'll never forget him.