Dave Joseph did not teach me to play music – Dave Joseph taught me how to become a musician.

He taught me to always leave home early – to get to a gig in good time.

He taught me to – always have a backup instrument.

He taught me how to dress for the gig and how to comply with the wishes of the club or event manager.

Dave Joseph taught me that – apart from charity functions, however little you get paid, make sure that you always get paid.  If you don’t, he said, you weaken the whole profession.

I have never forgotten what Dave Joseph taught me.  And here’s the crazy thing: he didn’t actually teach me anything.  He educated me.  He saw and felt what I had inside – and he encouraged me to express it, to bring it to life.

When you played with him – he might reward you.  If you listened to the other musicians if you didn’t play too many unnecessary notes, if you didn’t play too loudly – then, when you took a solo, Dave rewarded you with the best ride cymbal you’ve ever heard. His drumming inspired you to go places that you didn’t think you could reach.

Dave Joseph was the true professional.  He lived – and died – for music.

In music, as in life, Dave Joseph was a great timekeeper, a great comedian, and a great friend.

David Fishel, June 26, 2011