Thursday, March 21, 2019
Tracy was a bright, shining light with a vagabond heart & the spirit of a poet & eyes of fiery mischief. Her slanted smile was always infectious & her deep rolling laugh was there to follow- her pain was so deep but so were the depths of her joy and she brought that to us all- she had so much wisdom before her time and she had so much music in her- There are so many memories of her & Chaplin though they exceed the scope of this writing- that being said-
While in Nothern California, I helped with some recording she and her friend Sean were doing up near Marshall- Her rendition of Springsteen’s Highway Patrolman is still ranked as my true favorite- I actually had not heard the original when she performed it & I was dumbstruck at how personal & deeply felt was her rendition- Tracy had a moving, truthful singing voice & I wish more could have heard her-
I can’t forget a wonderful time of many of our friends from Colorado gathered for a wild & loose tournament of tennis at Warren’s home where it was all “come as you are” and we all played in old wing tips, Doc Martens, leather jackets, thrift store chic, boho randomness & we all played horrible tennis & laughed ourselves sick, having one of the best times I’ve ever had on a court, ever...Our times in New York City saw a dashing, flamboyant, capricious, and vivacious bohemian with a gypsy heart who embodied the romance of all that is great in art & music scenes in any great city at a time of greatness- She loved great words, great music and great art and loved being around people who loved the same- Tracy was a part of that and is a beautiful soul who, while here, lit fires of possibilities, saw magic in people and in life & was open to what lay ahead, come what may-
She had a brilliant light & was a good friend- May she rest in eternal peace for which she deeply deserves.
Tracy now is without pain. May her wild and beautiful soul live on forever- Much love, Chica- I’ll see you on the other side- Scotty
