The best way I can describe him is colour. His life, his face, his music, his clothes. Colour. Bright hair, thrown onto of his head in every angle. His eyes, explosions of fragmented green, flecks of gold spilling into the surrounding shades. His clothes, a violent blue suit, red tie vibrant against the white shirt.
This man, I’d describe as my own comic book hero. How he overcame his own demons, battling everything he could. With the way he talks from the side of his mouth, how he runs his fingers through his hair. How his social media is full of ‘cool’ socks. How he’s so placid, always filled with good vibes. This quirky guy saves even the worst of days. No, not by swooping through the sky, but through music. Through lyrics, through songs, through music, through passion and determination. There’s no other way I’d want to know him. My version of superman. Gerard. Arthur. Way.
