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Flea pays tribute to early Red Hot Chili Peppers guitarist Jack Sherman

Red Hot Chili Peppers bassist Flea has paid tribute to the late guitarist Jack Sherman in an emotional new statement.

Sherman, who was the second guitarist to join the band after replacing Hillel Slovak, passed away at the age of 64 last month. The musician was recruited buy the Chili’s all the way back in 1983 and played a pivotal role in the development of the band’s debut album. Shortly after, continuing his prolific work with the group, the guitarist co-wrote large portions of Red Hot Chili Peppers’ second album Freaky Styley.

The news of his death was confirmed by the band in an official statement, who described Sherman as “a unique dude”, but did not offer any specific details of the cause of death.

“We of the RHCP family would like to wish Jack Sherman smooth sailing into the worlds beyond, for he has passed,” Red Hot Chili Peppers said. “Jack played on our debut album as well as our first tour of the USA. He was a unique dude and we thank him for all times good, bad and in between,” they added.

Now, remembering his former bandmate, Flea has taken to social media in a brutally honest and emotional tribute: “I found him to be unreasonable sometimes,” Flea wrote, “and I’m sure I behaved like an obnoxious asshole with him sometimes. This morning, in pondering him, a wave of appreciation washed over me, which is really the only truth of the matter.”

“He was beaming with glee when he played it, and we were enrapt in the mythology of the funk like a couple of little kids,” Flea added. “He played the most wicked guitar part on our song ‘Mommy Where’s Daddy,’ a thing that influenced the way I heard rhythm forever.

“We came from very different backgrounds, had different world views, and it was hard for us to relate to one another often. But the excitement we shared over music, and the joy that bubbled up between us will last forever. Rest In Peace Sherm I love you.”

See the full tribute, below.

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It has taken me a couple of weeks to process the death of Jack Sherman. Our relationship was complicated, we stopped playing music together in 1985 and things were often fraught in the rare times we communicated since. I found him to be unreasonable sometimes, and I’m sure I behaved like an obnoxious asshole with him sometimes. This morning, in pondering him, a wave of appreciation washed over me, which is really the only truth of the matter. When I first went to his house he had a ONE NATION UNDER A GROOVE flag on his bedroom wall, and he played me funk I had never heard, like March To the Witches Castle. He was beaming with glee when he played it, and we were enrapt in the mythology of the funk like a couple of little kids. He played the most wicked guitar part on our song Mommy Where’s Daddy, a thing that influenced the way I heard rhythm forever. He taught me about diet, to eat clean and be conscious of my body. But more than anything, he was my friend. We came from very different backgrounds, had different world views, and it was hard for us to relate to one another often. But the excitement we shared over music, and the joy that bubbled up between us will last forever. Rest In Peace Sherm I love you.

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