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RIP Lagger / Splatt

^^So true

Wow, this is so sad. I learnt so much from splatt, I remember him as one of the original bluelighters of my time on here. I feel like we were so alike, I could relate to him in so many ways. This is a real shock.

Rest in Peace buddy
 
RIP splatt, always liked you mate, wish we had of caught up for a beer
 
I mainly know splatt from Pill Reports and had only recently put two and two together that he was lagger.
Always had interesting Reports and Posts and was certainly knowledgable about most chems.
He is certainly a great loss to the Bluelight community.
Condolences to his family and friends......hopefully now he can rest in peace.:(
 
RIP Splatt

I never knew Lagger, but I knew Splatt in real life. Even though I knew him as a friend, I am perfectly aware that I never knew him as well as some here may and what follows is purely my memory of him. What I believed he was may be however inaccurate and I will accept any flak that may come.

I grew up on the Gold Coast and met him through my friends from army cadets well after high school in the Brisbane rave scene. He always seemed to be an odd one, willing to go the extra mile for some kind of existential insight that I wasn't conviced was worth the risk. I found out his persona here on bluelight and whilst I was preaching the cause and methods of harm minimisation, he insisted on pushing the boundarys of his consciousness.

I was always worried. But not so much in the fact he chased insight through chemicals, I completely saw where he was coming from and looked to him as a kind of scout regarding experiences. I always had time to hear about some trip he had how he handled the situations he and his closer friends got himself into. My bigger concern was in the way he started to dose more recklessly as time went on and for seemingly little reason. With the added risks associated with research chemicals, it was a volatile mixture that I was worried would lead to trouble. Recoveries began to get a little messy almost purely from his presence and I thought he needed some time out. He understood and said to me that he wouldn't want him in his house as messed up as he had been.

During all this, I guess one might call it a bluelight honeymoon, I got to know a unique individual who I dare say shared stronger interest in RC's with Splatt than I. He is the man who really showed me how to treat pyschs with respect and as a tool for personal insight. D told me confidentially how Splatt had confessed to him that he had a significant problem with his vision and that it would only get worse with time.

It's something I and likely anyone else would have noticed when meeting face to face with Splatt for the first time that he seemed to be constantly looking over your shoulder. He had a lazy eyes but from what I know it was much more than that. Through D I heard that Splatt was certain that he would be pretty much completely blind by the age of 35. I guess he felt he was trying to get the most out of his vision while he could.

His vision precluded him from obtaining a drivers licence and living in the southern Gold Coast didn't leave much in the way of options. Yet he was capable of remarkable intelligence. I remember always trying to get him up into Brisbane just to check out what else might be out there.

He never did. Stagnating down in the Tweed, he became a greater concern to the local police and gained a reputation for starting trouble. One of his closer friends apparently took a heroic dose of an RC, measuring up with Splatt and ended up in psychiatric care for a period. It was at that point that I had to distance myself. He was affecting others adversely and sometimes deliberately. I'd still chat on msn occasionally. Although to be honest there were times he was unintelligible.

It's strange writting all of this out. There's so many fucked up things in what I've written but I never, never thought he would do this. I was well aware of his dark side but he seemed to pride himself on being able to overcome it and chase the next experience in order to see what he might find within himself. I respected that. He seemed to be one of the most mentally tough people I've ever known.

Well, I expect I've gotten a few things wrong here. It's been a long time since I last even chatted with him let alone seen him but it's what I remember of him. So please, rather than a quick couple of lines to say how sad his death is, get angry with me if I'm wrong. Tell me what you knew of him, how you saw him or how he affected you.

My favourite memory with Splatt was at an event in Brisbane where he introduced me to a mutual friends brother. We ended up sitting in a circle with the crowd just walking around us and I proceeded to tell everyone how I had realised I wanted to propose to my girlfriend and why. He just looked at me and explained how special she was and how it showed that I thought about her. It was one of those special little moments. A piece of flawed perfection.

I'm sorry I didn't chase you down again sooner Matt and I will miss you.
 
MrIbis - i really feel for you, losing a close friend is really tough in any way, but especially hard in these circumstances. Splatt was definitely a unique individual.

<3
 
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um fark .. i dont know if words can explain anything ..
i just found out the news today and yeh ..

i knew Splatt back from old rave days back in 2000-2002 .. the days of Bester and the rest of the crew from the Tweed Coast ... darkwolf, owen, the Palm beach boys... and how they would come up to party

ahh Splatt ... you crazy one ... gonna miss ya bro :(

so long, thanks for all the memories, good times and crazyness ..
 
so not cool ...
he was definitely a crazy one ... who also knew his shit
its just a shame really that things ended this way
i guess now he'll be free to roam around, looking at everything in vivid colours and partying to his heart's content ..
except now he can see all the crazy whacked things we do down here ... :P
so long and thanks for all the fish and memories!
 
I never knew Splatt, and it was pretty rare I saw his posts being a more recent bluelighter then most. But his posts were always spot on, He always had a level of insight that seemed to trump the rest of the discussion, and I saw his posts on Pillreports numerous times that were extremely detailed and often corrected Moderators. I could always tell that he was the real deal and understood RC's much more initmately then other peoples posts.

Sorry to hear he passed on R.I.P
 
met him twice, very cool lad, much respect for him, really wish I could of had a sesh with him b4 all this. fkn sad sad days :(

he was a very very knowledgeable person and I'll miss him along with rest of community!
he would of had a good think about it before doing so and such so I think it's all upto the persons choice,

ill miss ya lad, ill have a vape bag for 3 for you!
 
Oh man...
Splatt was one of the first, and only people I ever really spoke to in private over Bluelight. He gave me some amazing advice on what he took for comedowns and what he recommended (and damn, even back in 2007, it was a BIG fucking list). The guy was intelligent, and he knew his shit, his influence on me through harm prevention cannot be overstated.
Even though I generally just lurk these days, I still managed to catch most of his other posts, whether I was laughing or shaking my head or just cracking a smile, Splatt was always an entertainer. Pity I never got to meet the dude IRL, but thats life hey.
RIP buddy.
 
Splatt was a straight up good cunt, he was abrasive, rude, and would cut down anyone with no insight or intelligence, but chatting, really talking to the guy was like getting the key to an encyclopedic knowledge of drugs and Australian alternative culture

Good on you buddy,,look forward to smashing a few bongs in the afterlife, no doubt u will have the hookup by the time i reach the sky.

RIP mate

Vt
Rock Machine M.C.
 
Dear Splatt,
You and I spoke nearly everyday for 3 years. I have been really upset and crying off and on today, after finding out. You were a reckless moron, but always had something kind, outlandish, silly, or insightful to say. You spent thousands of dollars on international phone calls to me, which now I realize you were probably so very lonely; by choice, and generally. Any topic that was brought up you and I would write nonstop. Whether it be classic roman history, politics, phenethylamines, synthesis, hypothesis, harm reduction and so on. I know you were a ticking time bomb, but I guess in a way I always thought you would break the mold. Maybe if you really understood how many people cared for you, admired you to a degree, there would have been a chance you might have changed you mind. Ultimately though I know this probably wouldn't have made a difference. You were so amazing, when you werent heavily intoxicated (by your standards). I remember one night we were LOLing hardcore, watching the youtube videos of aboriginals huffing gasoline, but switched gears to talk about nichols seamlessly. You trapped yourself in a drug prison, when we spoke you knew it was destroying your mind and body but I guess knowing and doing are two different things. I could tell the subject bothered you, and you were ultimately running away from any emotional or physical issues you had, but it still breaks my heart. Any time I was down or just wanted someone to talk to you'd always be there to distract me from my thoughts. If someone was kind and respectful to you, you seemed to be the same. You scared your friends all the time, with your ridiculous antics but were never ungrateful for the concern. You'd just do it again, though and that was a pain in the ass.

You know I loved you bro, I cracked open a bottle of wine for you, cheers my mate, I'll see you in the next life.

A million xox

Take care and be gentle with yourself for the next time.

Love,

Jenelle

PS- You sick bastard for this april fools business. When I see you, I am going to punch you so hard in the arm.
 
Wow. This is never something I like to see in AusDD.

I never knew him personally, nor really spoke online, but I've been following his posts from multiple accounts for years now. He always seemed the type to throw caution into the air, but you could sense it was always with the best of intentions.

While I was flying through the cosmos on MXE last night I felt something was not quite right, I don't buy into any heeby geeby bullshit but maybe, just maybe I was feeling the turmoil of a fellow bluelighter.

All the best mate, you'll be missed. By all reports it seems as if you were chasing something. I can only hope you found it.
 
in a way it is good that he died, better to burn out than to be a vegetable. i imagine death would be a fucking trip and a half. what do you do when you've experienced every other plain of existence?
 
There's nothing fucked up about those words, A, just honesty and we all respect that; your memories of Splatt line up with mine and whilst I would never have expected him to do this as a deliberate measure, I would never have been surprised to discover than an 'accident' had occurred due to nothing more than his own reckless abandon.

I've been removed from the Brisbane crew and the rave/drug scene for a long time, and I have nothing to add here except my sincerest condolences to his friends and family, who are now left behind to pick up the pieces, ask the "what if's" and wonder "why?" for the rest of their days.

Peace and love to you all.

Kel xoxox
 
Many memories of Splatt; fun and happy times. Only re-reading his (and others) message in my "farewell" book from when I left Brisbane a few weeks ago and wondered how he was going, now I have my answer. His reckless attitude towards drugs was one that always concerned me and one that saw me feel that I'd not be surprised at all to see his life end as a result of his use, although I can't say I expected it to be deliberate. Either way, I send out my sincerest condolences to his friends, family and Bluelight comrades. Learn from him.

Love Kel xoxox
 
in a way it is good that he died, better to burn out than to be a vegetable. i imagine death would be a fucking trip and a half. what do you do when you've experienced every other plain of existence?

This is but only one, the doors are now open to Splatt.
 
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