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Dylan Ris
Dylan
I wanted to send my best wishes to Jason's friends and family.  I only just today learned of Jason's passing, about 18 months after it happened.  I came across the news while reading a Wikipedia entry on Rodan.

I first learned of Jason when I bought "Rusty" on a whim after reading a promising description in a fold-out Touch & Go catalog.  I was either 14 or 15.  The music was transcendent; there were few records that affected me more in my teenage years.  I stuck with Jason's career through Rachel's and the Shipping News.  I got great satisfaction listening to the various iterations of his work, and it was a tangential influence on some of my own music.

Although I now live in California, I grew up in Bethesda and used to walk through the NIH campus every day when I'd take the subway to high school.  (This was pre-9/11, when the campus was open to the public.)  I had a rather visceral reaction imaging Jason passing away there.  My own grandfather died in the clinic, and so I could really picture the setting.  I applaud Jason for taking part in that study; I know the science behind it remains promising, and I'm just sorry it wasn't yet refined to the point where it could save his life.

My best wishes to all of you.  I'm sorry I wasn't aware of the news earlier, but I'm glad you've offered this guestbook so that people can offer their memories.
rod patterson
rod patterson
Your birthday has come and gone in the year of your passing, you were not here to share it with us, but you were in out hearts. Your shoes sit beside my desk… each time I look at them I cry a silent tear, and sometimes a not so silent tear, I miss you so much. Noting in my life has ever hurt me as much, nothing has even come close to this. For three years I have no doubt you suffered a thousand deaths while dealing with the pain, stress and mental anguish of the wondering and knowing of your numbered days. I used to wonder if it were better to have the knowledge that you were dying, if it were better to never know and have your life pass suddenly. The answer to me is now very clear, the price one has to pay for the privilege of knowing that your time here is short is one that comes at a very high cost, and I am uncertain if it is a price I can pay when my time is at hand. Now it’s my turn, I die a little inside every time I think of you. There is nothing I wouldn’t give to be able to put my arms around you one last time and tell you I love you. Love Dad
Pierre Kaniki
Pierre Kaniki
Hi Jason, I just checked out Greg King's tribute, honoring such a shining and positive man. Even if I didn't know you personally, I feel your life and career epitomise everything that's great about rock'n roll. I'll keep on sharing your musical works with friends, wearing proudly my Rodan T-shirt and being inspired by the strength you've shown throughout last years. All the best to the ones you love,
Mark Sadler
Mark Sadler
This morning I found myself thinking about Rachel's and wondering whether there had been any new material released since Systems/Layers. It was through a visit to their wikipedia page that I learned the sad news of Jason's death last year. You could put on a Rachel's CD and it would make the ordinary, mundane world appear more beautiful. There is something about that music that suits stillness and reflection. I like to play it when I have the house to myself. I was also fortunate to see the group perform 'Music for Egon Schiele' at The Union Chapel in London. Jason's music enriched my life and will continue to do so.
Philip Markwick
Philip Markwick
I am devastated to hear the news that Jason Noble has passed. I only knew him through his music which has been such a friend to me since I first heard Rodan in 1994. I regret terribly that I was never able to meet Jason and thank him personally.  I wish my deepest sympathies to Jason's family.  
Rochelle Mehl
Rochelle Mehl
Dear Kristin,I want you to know that I am thinking about you, and have been so much since I have had the privilege to meet you and Jason.  I have been inspired by the grace and courage with which you have walked this journey.  I understood the twinkle in your eye when you mentioned Jason, the moment I met him at Gilda's.  His generosity, charm, and kindness was immediately transparent.  You both were so gracious in dealing with a table full of little ones.   I hope that I can have a modicum of the faith, courage, love, and grace that I have seen in you, as our family continues our journey with cancer. I am so sad for your loss.  So many people are grieving with you.   Please take good care,Shelley Mehl   
Michael Rhaaalovely
Michael Rhaaalovely
I'm so sad. Jason played with Shipping News at the Rhaaa Lovely Festival in Belgium in 2004; the week we've spent with the band is and will always remain the best moment of the festival. Jason is one of the reasons: his kindness, his humor, his generosity. He was the kind of man you should invite at a barbecue. This is what we've done!
Bonnie Brown Real
Bonnie Brown Real
To Jason’s mother – my 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson. When I was in your class in 1991, you often spoke proudly of your son. He was 19, an artist. He had recently been involved with the Crinkum-Crankum exhibit at the Louisville Science Museum, and, even more impressive to us elementary schoolers – the film “Ernest Scared Stupid.” Eventually, near the end of one school day, he and a friend dropped in on our class and sat down at the reading table. My best friend and I watched and whispered, fascinated. We talked about his hair, his boots. His face looked grown-up to us, handsome even, but – we nearly fell out of our chairs – he was wearing a candy necklace. My naïve mind, with nowhere to place him, drafted a new category on the spot:  “what creative people look like.” Imagine my delight, years later, when I finally pieced together that one of the musicians I’d seen on stage, whose bands I’d followed, whose records I owned, was that Jason. Mrs. Patterson’s Jason. The artist. I knew you must still be so proud. My heart goes out to you and your whole family.
Chris Lueken
Chris Lueken
Hey sweet lady.Just dropping you a note to let you know I'm thinking of you. My chest hurts, and my heart seems to pump harder when I think about what you are going through. In my personal tragedy, I struggled so badly just making it through the days and nights. I liked it when people would reach out to me, but I didn't want to reach out to them. It was just nice, knowing that for a moment, someone was thinking of me, even though I didn't have the strength to respond for a time. I'd leave the house then I would get very homesick. I'd grow hungry, then my throat would close up when I tried to eat. I felt like time just kept going, when I demanded that it stand still. I would repeat the same sentences over and over. And over.So, just so that you know, I am thinking of you and sending you love. If you find any care packages dropped off at your house, don't even worry about having to write me or thank us. Love youChris
Dylan Ris
Dylan
I wanted to send my best wishes to Jason's friends and family.  I only just today learned of Jason's passing, about 18 months after it happened.  I came across the news while reading a Wikipedia entry on Rodan.

I first learned of Jason when I bought "Rusty" on a whim after reading a promising description in a fold-out Touch & Go catalog.  I was either 14 or 15.  The music was transcendent; there were few records that affected me more in my teenage years.  I stuck with Jason's career through Rachel's and the Shipping News.  I got great satisfaction listening to the various iterations of his work, and it was a tangential influence on some of my own music.

Although I now live in California, I grew up in Bethesda and used to walk through the NIH campus every day when I'd take the subway to high school.  (This was pre-9/11, when the campus was open to the public.)  I had a rather visceral reaction imaging Jason passing away there.  My own grandfather died in the clinic, and so I could really picture the setting.  I applaud Jason for taking part in that study; I know the science behind it remains promising, and I'm just sorry it wasn't yet refined to the point where it could save his life.

My best wishes to all of you.  I'm sorry I wasn't aware of the news earlier, but I'm glad you've offered this guestbook so that people can offer their memories.
Pierre Kaniki
Pierre Kaniki
Hi Jason, I just checked out Greg King's tribute, honoring such a shining and positive man. Even if I didn't know you personally, I feel your life and career epitomise everything that's great about rock'n roll. I'll keep on sharing your musical works with friends, wearing proudly my Rodan T-shirt and being inspired by the strength you've shown throughout last years. All the best to the ones you love,
Rochelle Mehl
Rochelle Mehl
Dear Kristin,I want you to know that I am thinking about you, and have been so much since I have had the privilege to meet you and Jason.  I have been inspired by the grace and courage with which you have walked this journey.  I understood the twinkle in your eye when you mentioned Jason, the moment I met him at Gilda's.  His generosity, charm, and kindness was immediately transparent.  You both were so gracious in dealing with a table full of little ones.   I hope that I can have a modicum of the faith, courage, love, and grace that I have seen in you, as our family continues our journey with cancer. I am so sad for your loss.  So many people are grieving with you.   Please take good care,Shelley Mehl   
rod patterson
rod patterson
Your birthday has come and gone in the year of your passing, you were not here to share it with us, but you were in out hearts. Your shoes sit beside my desk… each time I look at them I cry a silent tear, and sometimes a not so silent tear, I miss you so much. Noting in my life has ever hurt me as much, nothing has even come close to this. For three years I have no doubt you suffered a thousand deaths while dealing with the pain, stress and mental anguish of the wondering and knowing of your numbered days. I used to wonder if it were better to have the knowledge that you were dying, if it were better to never know and have your life pass suddenly. The answer to me is now very clear, the price one has to pay for the privilege of knowing that your time here is short is one that comes at a very high cost, and I am uncertain if it is a price I can pay when my time is at hand. Now it’s my turn, I die a little inside every time I think of you. There is nothing I wouldn’t give to be able to put my arms around you one last time and tell you I love you. Love Dad
Mark Sadler
Mark Sadler
This morning I found myself thinking about Rachel's and wondering whether there had been any new material released since Systems/Layers. It was through a visit to their wikipedia page that I learned the sad news of Jason's death last year. You could put on a Rachel's CD and it would make the ordinary, mundane world appear more beautiful. There is something about that music that suits stillness and reflection. I like to play it when I have the house to myself. I was also fortunate to see the group perform 'Music for Egon Schiele' at The Union Chapel in London. Jason's music enriched my life and will continue to do so.
Philip Markwick
Philip Markwick
I am devastated to hear the news that Jason Noble has passed. I only knew him through his music which has been such a friend to me since I first heard Rodan in 1994. I regret terribly that I was never able to meet Jason and thank him personally.  I wish my deepest sympathies to Jason's family.  
Michael Rhaaalovely
Michael Rhaaalovely
I'm so sad. Jason played with Shipping News at the Rhaaa Lovely Festival in Belgium in 2004; the week we've spent with the band is and will always remain the best moment of the festival. Jason is one of the reasons: his kindness, his humor, his generosity. He was the kind of man you should invite at a barbecue. This is what we've done!
Bonnie Brown Real
Bonnie Brown Real
To Jason’s mother – my 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson. When I was in your class in 1991, you often spoke proudly of your son. He was 19, an artist. He had recently been involved with the Crinkum-Crankum exhibit at the Louisville Science Museum, and, even more impressive to us elementary schoolers – the film “Ernest Scared Stupid.” Eventually, near the end of one school day, he and a friend dropped in on our class and sat down at the reading table. My best friend and I watched and whispered, fascinated. We talked about his hair, his boots. His face looked grown-up to us, handsome even, but – we nearly fell out of our chairs – he was wearing a candy necklace. My naïve mind, with nowhere to place him, drafted a new category on the spot:  “what creative people look like.” Imagine my delight, years later, when I finally pieced together that one of the musicians I’d seen on stage, whose bands I’d followed, whose records I owned, was that Jason. Mrs. Patterson’s Jason. The artist. I knew you must still be so proud. My heart goes out to you and your whole family.
Chris Lueken
Chris Lueken
Hey sweet lady.Just dropping you a note to let you know I'm thinking of you. My chest hurts, and my heart seems to pump harder when I think about what you are going through. In my personal tragedy, I struggled so badly just making it through the days and nights. I liked it when people would reach out to me, but I didn't want to reach out to them. It was just nice, knowing that for a moment, someone was thinking of me, even though I didn't have the strength to respond for a time. I'd leave the house then I would get very homesick. I'd grow hungry, then my throat would close up when I tried to eat. I felt like time just kept going, when I demanded that it stand still. I would repeat the same sentences over and over. And over.So, just so that you know, I am thinking of you and sending you love. If you find any care packages dropped off at your house, don't even worry about having to write me or thank us. Love youChris
Dylan Ris
Dylan
I wanted to send my best wishes to Jason's friends and family.  I only just today learned of Jason's passing, about 18 months after it happened.  I came across the news while reading a Wikipedia entry on Rodan.

I first learned of Jason when I bought "Rusty" on a whim after reading a promising description in a fold-out Touch & Go catalog.  I was either 14 or 15.  The music was transcendent; there were few records that affected me more in my teenage years.  I stuck with Jason's career through Rachel's and the Shipping News.  I got great satisfaction listening to the various iterations of his work, and it was a tangential influence on some of my own music.

Although I now live in California, I grew up in Bethesda and used to walk through the NIH campus every day when I'd take the subway to high school.  (This was pre-9/11, when the campus was open to the public.)  I had a rather visceral reaction imaging Jason passing away there.  My own grandfather died in the clinic, and so I could really picture the setting.  I applaud Jason for taking part in that study; I know the science behind it remains promising, and I'm just sorry it wasn't yet refined to the point where it could save his life.

My best wishes to all of you.  I'm sorry I wasn't aware of the news earlier, but I'm glad you've offered this guestbook so that people can offer their memories.
Mark Sadler
Mark Sadler
This morning I found myself thinking about Rachel's and wondering whether there had been any new material released since Systems/Layers. It was through a visit to their wikipedia page that I learned the sad news of Jason's death last year. You could put on a Rachel's CD and it would make the ordinary, mundane world appear more beautiful. There is something about that music that suits stillness and reflection. I like to play it when I have the house to myself. I was also fortunate to see the group perform 'Music for Egon Schiele' at The Union Chapel in London. Jason's music enriched my life and will continue to do so.
Bonnie Brown Real
Bonnie Brown Real
To Jason’s mother – my 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson. When I was in your class in 1991, you often spoke proudly of your son. He was 19, an artist. He had recently been involved with the Crinkum-Crankum exhibit at the Louisville Science Museum, and, even more impressive to us elementary schoolers – the film “Ernest Scared Stupid.” Eventually, near the end of one school day, he and a friend dropped in on our class and sat down at the reading table. My best friend and I watched and whispered, fascinated. We talked about his hair, his boots. His face looked grown-up to us, handsome even, but – we nearly fell out of our chairs – he was wearing a candy necklace. My naïve mind, with nowhere to place him, drafted a new category on the spot:  “what creative people look like.” Imagine my delight, years later, when I finally pieced together that one of the musicians I’d seen on stage, whose bands I’d followed, whose records I owned, was that Jason. Mrs. Patterson’s Jason. The artist. I knew you must still be so proud. My heart goes out to you and your whole family.
rod patterson
rod patterson
Your birthday has come and gone in the year of your passing, you were not here to share it with us, but you were in out hearts. Your shoes sit beside my desk… each time I look at them I cry a silent tear, and sometimes a not so silent tear, I miss you so much. Noting in my life has ever hurt me as much, nothing has even come close to this. For three years I have no doubt you suffered a thousand deaths while dealing with the pain, stress and mental anguish of the wondering and knowing of your numbered days. I used to wonder if it were better to have the knowledge that you were dying, if it were better to never know and have your life pass suddenly. The answer to me is now very clear, the price one has to pay for the privilege of knowing that your time here is short is one that comes at a very high cost, and I am uncertain if it is a price I can pay when my time is at hand. Now it’s my turn, I die a little inside every time I think of you. There is nothing I wouldn’t give to be able to put my arms around you one last time and tell you I love you. Love Dad
Philip Markwick
Philip Markwick
I am devastated to hear the news that Jason Noble has passed. I only knew him through his music which has been such a friend to me since I first heard Rodan in 1994. I regret terribly that I was never able to meet Jason and thank him personally.  I wish my deepest sympathies to Jason's family.  
Rochelle Mehl
Rochelle Mehl
Dear Kristin,I want you to know that I am thinking about you, and have been so much since I have had the privilege to meet you and Jason.  I have been inspired by the grace and courage with which you have walked this journey.  I understood the twinkle in your eye when you mentioned Jason, the moment I met him at Gilda's.  His generosity, charm, and kindness was immediately transparent.  You both were so gracious in dealing with a table full of little ones.   I hope that I can have a modicum of the faith, courage, love, and grace that I have seen in you, as our family continues our journey with cancer. I am so sad for your loss.  So many people are grieving with you.   Please take good care,Shelley Mehl   
Michael Rhaaalovely
Michael Rhaaalovely
I'm so sad. Jason played with Shipping News at the Rhaaa Lovely Festival in Belgium in 2004; the week we've spent with the band is and will always remain the best moment of the festival. Jason is one of the reasons: his kindness, his humor, his generosity. He was the kind of man you should invite at a barbecue. This is what we've done!
Pierre Kaniki
Pierre Kaniki
Hi Jason, I just checked out Greg King's tribute, honoring such a shining and positive man. Even if I didn't know you personally, I feel your life and career epitomise everything that's great about rock'n roll. I'll keep on sharing your musical works with friends, wearing proudly my Rodan T-shirt and being inspired by the strength you've shown throughout last years. All the best to the ones you love,
Chris Lueken
Chris Lueken
Hey sweet lady.Just dropping you a note to let you know I'm thinking of you. My chest hurts, and my heart seems to pump harder when I think about what you are going through. In my personal tragedy, I struggled so badly just making it through the days and nights. I liked it when people would reach out to me, but I didn't want to reach out to them. It was just nice, knowing that for a moment, someone was thinking of me, even though I didn't have the strength to respond for a time. I'd leave the house then I would get very homesick. I'd grow hungry, then my throat would close up when I tried to eat. I felt like time just kept going, when I demanded that it stand still. I would repeat the same sentences over and over. And over.So, just so that you know, I am thinking of you and sending you love. If you find any care packages dropped off at your house, don't even worry about having to write me or thank us. Love youChris