Monday, March 29, 2010

Greg Thompson

Our head sound engineer, Greg Thompson, passed away this morning.

He had a mild heart attack on Friday, at which time we began circulating an envelope among staff and regulars, figuring he'd be out of the hospital within a couple days and we'd have raised enough to cover his weekend pay and send him and the misses to a nice dinner with whatever was left over. On Saturday, he slipped into a coma and after around 40 hours on life support his family made what had to be the most difficult decision, the one they knew Greg would want them to make.

Greg was with us at Highway 99 from the beginning, and his pedigree of running and installing sound around Seattle is legendary. Surely, it was our pleasure to have him. He neither drank, smoked, nor used. At work, he almost exclusively ate gumbo, but he was most happy when we had BBQ on the menu. He was more reliable than a morning sunrise and nobody - we mean this, nobody - ran a better board in a live environment. More than all that, Greg was absolutely the most upbeat, energetic, positive, straight shooter we've known. In the Northwest, where passive aggression prevails, we noticed these qualities in him as much as we enjoyed them. If you walked into a room he was in, he'd find you and say Hi. Didn't matter who you were: a musician he's done sound for, a dishwasher in a club he's worked at, security guy at a festival he did production on, a volunteer at a church where he did a sound system install (Greg did more than a few of those), he'd find you and make your night with his huge smile, wide eyes, the above-the-head wave from across the room accented by the big slap of a handshake once he got to you - it was genuine and that's why it made your night every time.

The Highway 99 Blues Club community will surely be doing something to honor and celebrate Greg, and to extend some assistance to his surviving family in the immediate future. More info on that is forthcoming. For now, if you knew Greg or even just knew his face as a fixture behind soundboards across the Great Northwest, please think of him, reflect on how fortunate you are to have been blessed with his presence in your life. At least, that's what we're doing at the moment.

God Bless You, Greg.

9 comments:

Walter Harley said...

How sad! Greg always welcomed us and did his best to make us sound as good as we could on stage.

Is there a memorial fund?

Charlie said...

My history with Greg goes way back to the days of Paramount Theater and beyond. He visited our shop regularly and was always a delight to see. I am stunned by this turn of events and Morgan Sound will participate in any way we can to help his family. Please keep us posted on the memorial you will be planning!

Tommy said...

I had the opportunity to work with Greg on only several occasions and every time was great. He did an excellent job providing great sound and always with a smile and a great attitude!

Dave Prill said...

I had the pleasure of working with Greg on numerous occasions, he was a true sound master and seeing his warm smile during load-in always meant that we were going to be treated to a sound quality unmatched anyplace. My condolences to his family and all those that love him.

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Mr B said...

My condolences to his family and many friends. I wish I knew him better.

james glasgow said...

That is such sad news -- he will be missed by many people.

Darrell said...

Greg was not only a great sound guy, but a great guy. I will be missing that big grin and "HEYYYYYY" already here at the Broadway Perf Hall.

Keep us posted on the memorial.

Tim Semakula said...

I just heard about Greg's passing from mutual friend. I started working with Greg when I was 14. As a kid, most people wouldn't listen to a word I said-not Greg Thompson. I worked countless festivals and parks department events on weekends, picked up I don't know how much gear in that Toyota station wagon, even babysit the boys on a few occasions. I now realize that he was keeping me out of trouble by keeping me in front of a mixing console. My heart is heavy, my condolences to his wife and boys.