Jeff and I were more like brothers. His musical mind always left me speechless.

I remember we were writing a song together and I had written the lyrics first. He immediately went to the keyboard and started playing various chords and notes that met the emotion of the lyrics to a T! I was shocked as to how these certain chords made me feel a specific feeling be it happiness or sadness etc. He took the time to explain to me why that was and how our hearts take in certain notes etc.

He was beyond brilliant. Whenever I made it back to LA, we would always go grab a Starbucks and catch up.

I remember when he had cancer and he had gotten so ill.  We decided that because we were so close that we would just part ways as we didn't wanna put that on Shelby having to call me if God forbid the worst were to happen.

We didn't speak for months, and then one day my phone rang and it said it was a call from Jeff. I immediately started to get upset as I just assumed it was Shelby telling me that I had lost my brother. I answered the phone and heard him "AKA!!! I did it! I kicked cancers ass!!" We both cried in silence. His voice was cracking as he tried to explain to me that he had actually died on the table multiple times. I told him "God isn't finished with you, my friend. There's no way that he gave you this insane insight with music only to lose you to cancer!" 

Jeff had a newfound zest for life and he brought me in on his most prized possession "Under the Tennessee Moon." We sat up night after night working on the script and the soundtrack. It is  such an amazing story. The soundtrack is just as awesome!

I remember when Shatner picked up the option and Jeff and I dreamed of accepting our Grammy as songwriters. lol. It is THAT good!

I loved Jeff with my whole heart. You don't experience the kinds of highs and lows with someone and not become intertwined in every aspect of their existence. 

I'll miss my dear brother so much.

To you, Jeff: Thank you for all of it. I'll miss you more than words could ever convey.

Until we sing together again ...

Kevin 

What can I say about Jeff,

Well, what the  world may not fully understand is that it didn’t lose just another human being.

The world lost a beautiful soul.

Jeff was my best friend.

My soul friend.

The kind of person who doesn’t just heard music—he lived it, breathed it, understood it beyond notes and chords. Through Jeff, I came to know music on another level, one that speaks directly to the soul. He was gifted in ways that can’t be taught, only received.

Jeff was incredibly intelligent, deeply intuitive, and able to comprehend music in a language all his own. Music wasn’t something he did—it was who he was. And anyone who truly listened, truly felt, knew they were at another dimension. 

But beyond his brilliance, Jeff had a heart that loved fiercely.

He loved my son, Alastair, as if he were his own. And that love lives on. Alastair remembers Jeff as the best musician he ever knew. Because of Jeff, my son dreams of singing, of playing the guitar, of carrying music forward. Jeff’s legacy didn’t end here—it took root in the next generation. Jeff, Alastair misses you very much! 

That is the kind of impact Jeff had.

He didn’t just leave memories.

He left inspiration.

He left purpose.

He left love that continues to echo.

Jeff, thank you—for the music, for the wisdom, for the laughter, for loving my child, for being my friend in this lifetime. Thank you for sharing your soul with us.

You are not gone.

You are in every note played with feeling.

In every song sung with truth and spirit.

In every moment music heals a heart.

Rest in peace, my friend.

Your music lives on.

Your soul lives on

I love you and you will never be forgotten.