then you get that one call...

I got a call from the desert today. An old friend called to tell me one our best friends from high school died.
It was pretty heartbreaking news, and it happened quite violently- he was in a terrible accident.
I don't really have anything eloquent to say about this. I just feel kind of washed out in my brain.
This week has been really brutal and this news was the cherry on top.
Caleb had a lot of love for people, and music.
He was my only friend who loved the cure and the clash like I did. Thats where we started.
Calebcito, this is for you...

Spanish Bombs will always be ours.