Lisa Fay Beatty (1964-2011)

photo by Michelle Budziak

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Mark Weiss, founder of Plastic Alto blog, is a concert promoter and artist manager in Palo Alto, as Earthwise Productions, with background as journalist, advertising copywriter, book store returns desk, college radio producer, city council and commissions candidate, high school basketball player; he also sang in local choir, and fronts an Allen Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32
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4 Responses to Lisa Fay Beatty (1964-2011)

  1. Pingback: My weekend with Nina Simone; by Lisa Fay Beatty, as told to Paul Motian, Mia Zapata and Charging Elk (in heaven) | Plastic Alto with Mark Weiss

  2. Adriane Bahr says:

    rest in peace my old friend!
    miss you even though we lost touch for so long.
    Adriane in Baltimore

  3. Awayke says:

    My Lisa, I’m shocked, that I am just now, knowing this. My heart aches, but now I know Why I hadn’t heard from you or why I couldn’t get a hold of you. You always tracked me down, you were sweet like that.. We spent so much time together, had so much fun. You recorded me singing nursery rhymes in spanish. I sat in your engineering chair at work, (yea I knew what I was doing). But my youth was able to hide that fact. I made it so you had to put your arms around me to touch soundboard (or whatever it was called) You took me to Pixar I got free beer out of the vending machine (I don’t even like beer). Wilma introduced me to PT. Isabel many years before I had my own dogs. I am taken back. I have the privilege, from laying on you chest and sharing your chair (because me feet hurt from working *kinda ) of remembering the smell of your hemp necklace, around your neck. It smelled like Cigarettes, sweat, many many music venues some tears and a certain smell only “rockers” have. I know the feel of that sacred heart tattoo on your thick musicians skin. We drank expensive wines out of large tumblers there. We drank all the expensive stuff after work taste testing, all the $200 for one drink single, double malt, Glen fetishiit or whatever. They were disgusting. You and I we drank port, you are the one who introduced me. .Our lips were always stained red. That port habit stayed with me for years. I was there for you when you had family problems. We listened to Portishead under the stars in Portland. We were a very unlikely pair, you liked the attention. (maybe I did too). No matter our status, friends, co-worksers, Lovers it always felt right. You showed and gave me so much, you always held me like you were safe guarding my soul. The timing of my learning of this is divinely ordered . Thank You for your presence and your sweetness. Thank You for being so enamored with me. You always said you felt like the world was slowly winding down. Now I know Gawd slowed down the record so we could keep you just little bit longer. You were God’s gift to me and I am sure many others. I remember you, Mi Amore…..

    Editor: I am not sure I know who you are, but thanks for sharing your remembrances of Lisa here. I met Lisa thru my high school classmate Mia Levin. Lisa, Mia, Shug and Bambi –my relationships with each of the Mudwimin went thru cycles, very complex. God bless.

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