by Laura

Nathan Joyce was my best friend. We met in high school in Richmond, Virginia and automatically hated each other. Years later, I would audition to be in his band and get in despite his protests. Eventually, we would both overcome our mutual lack of admiration to become quite fond of one another.

Nathan passed away in 2008 at the age of 26 as a result of melanoma. I miss him every day, especially when I need dating advice as he was the only person I’ve ever trusted to tell me exactly what was (inevitably) wrong with whoever I was seeing at the moment.

I’ll write more about Nathan later, but for now this video of him performing at Ipanema is a pretty good intro.