Another tribute

clipped from www.oregonlive.com To Paul, from the guy on bass DON CAMPBELL Bubba, there's a big hole and a deafening silence where you're supposed to be. Can't we take it from the turnaround, one more time? Your death hit me hard. Even though I haven't played in your band in 20 years, turns out you were a major force of nature in my life. You were the reason I moved to Portland in 1981, not to Austin as I'd planned. I met my wife at one of our gigs 24 years ago. You gave us a feather duster as a wedding present. What a kidder. She and I honeymooned in Seattle, during a weeklong gig that somehow got booked over our post-nuptials. The night before my daughter was born, I was onstage with you, remember? And had to leave the gig mid-set for a trip to the maternity ward. Thanks to you I got to meet my blues heroes -- B.B. King, Hubert Sumlin, many others. Without you I never would have got to know and learn so much from Jim Mesi, D.K. Stewart, Paul Jones and saxophonist Chris Mercer, our unofficial and unheralded sixth member.