George Mesterhazy Gone
Yesterday was one of the worst days I can remember in recent times. I got a call from my sweet friend and teacher at The Jazz Institute that George Mesterhazy had passed away. The shock ran through me like a cold steel knife piercing my heart, and then I thought, “What about his sweet Vicki and children? What must they be going through at this moment?”
George just clelbrated his 58th birthday on April 8th, I woke up that morning thinking about him, we often would text back and forth about silly funny things or thoughts we had. It was Easter Sunday and by the time I got done with the kids and dinner etc, I sent a text telling him I was thinking about him, then a few hours later I realized it was his birthday and that is why I was thinking about him. I meant to give him a call later during the week to thank him once again for such a fabulous time we had a few weeks earlier.
George, Brian Glassman and John Mele had played at The Metropolitan Room and had a blast. BTW, I filmed the whole thing and have not had a chance to look at it, I know it will be a cry fest for me to watch. Then we drove down to Cape May and played the next night at the Marion Inn. We talked the entire way down and listened to what we had done the night before, he was generous with his comments abour improving the songs or helping me create the correct feel to help set the mood. Giving me incredible encouragement on ways to improve my singing, all of which I took notes, mental and written.
One of my favorite songs we did together was Everytime We Say Goodbye, the title of our album. Take a listen to his mastery on the piano in this short demo of our songs below. We went into the studio with no rehearsal and everything was recorded on either a first or second take, friggin brilliant![audio:http://lisalindsley.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/LisaLindsleyJazzDemo_1_2011.mp3|autostart=yes|titles=demo of Album|artists=Lisa Lindsley]
Those were fabulous days I spent with him, laughing, tossing jokes back and forth. He was King of those silly, off the cuff comments that either made you belly laugh out loud or shocked you.Saying things like, Oh no chew dident. or F**k You, no, f**ck you. Ya’ll know what I mean and can’t you just hear him saying those things?
He was one of the few people I knew who was always his true self and did not care what others thought of him, he just lived life to it’s fullest and was totally honest about how he felt about you and everything else. Someone who I took a life lesson from everytime I was with him. Whenever I had a problem, I could call him and he had a no-nonsence solution that made me say to myself, of course that is how I should handle that. He was like my favorite uncle who you can talk about anything with them and they are full of wisdom and wit and unconditional love for you…that was George for me.
I love you and will always have you in my heart for the rest of my days my sweet adorable piano player.