I have so many funny and moving stories, it's hard to choose.
When I first started partying, Bill welcomed me into his life, often letting me hang out at his house, where he shared his many insights. While he had very serious opinions on everything, he also had untouchable wit to match his mischievous and adorable sense of humour. He was unflailingly generous with his time, money and spirit. He taught me so much about how to party, what life was about for him and shared so many things with me that I would never have discovered otherwise.
I remember at Earthcore last year, he was running around wearing a pair of pipe-cleaner glasses he'd made, accompanied by his huge grin and he was flinging a whizzy-dizz propeller up into the air. I said to icantfeelmylegs, 'Bill's doing wierd stuff!' and he said something like 'so what, when is Bill not being wierd?!'. His bizarre yet hilarious antics were always welcomed.
In some way, Bill has always given me strength and inspiration. I am so glad that I told him this. I first met him at Sonar last year, and he proceeded to cuddle and chat with me for much of the night, and most of the next day. Bill seemed to have unending energy, warmth and laughter- and he always left a bright mark. I can see his bursting smile and twinkling eyes now!
Since I heard this devastating news, I have considered my life and how much Bill affected it. I am sure that people will agree, while nothing can remove our pain and sadness at this loss, something positive can come when we carry on Bill's memory, in whatever way we choose.
xo