Book of Celebration

We’re aware that some people cannot make it to the memorial service in Liverpool. We have set up this online book of celebration to give anyone a chance to share their memories of Colin and his music, along with any messages for the family.

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  • Patrick from Dublin wrote on 20 May 2016 at 6:34 pm:
    Thank you Colin
    Rita Fonseca from São Paulo - Brasil wrote on 13 May 2016 at 12:23 am:
    Sempre esteve e sempre estará em meu coração.
    Baz from Preston wrote on 12 May 2016 at 12:50 pm:
    Went to the Black concert at The Royal Court Liverpool which was on my 21st Birthday a night I'll never forget! Loved your music man, I'm shocked and saddened. You were "just making memories" thanks I'll cherish mine
    wrote on 11 May 2016 at 10:45 pm:
    IN time the strong and stately turrets fall.
    In time the rose, and silver lilies die.
    In time the monarchs captive are and thrall.
    In time the sea and rivers are made dry.
    The hardest flint in time doth melt asunder. 5
    Still living fame, in time doth fade away.
    The mountains proud, we see in time come under:
    And earth, for aye, we see in time decay.
    The sun in time forgets for to retire
    From out the East, where he was wont to rise. 10
    The basest thoughts, we see in time aspire.
    And greedy minds, in time do wealth despise.
    Thus all, sweet Fair, in time must have an end:
    Except thy beauty, virtues, and thy friend.
    John Graham from London, UK wrote on 11 May 2016 at 1:27 am:
    Colin, I will always remember meeting you, Calum and Kerry in 2015

    Thank you for the images your music paints in my mind xxx
    Herbert Tatzer from Wolfsthal-Austria wrote on 6 May 2016 at 7:11 pm:
    Black has been my dearest companion all over the 80s. The atmosphere of "Wonderful life" met precisely the mood of my hard times as a teenager

    R.i.P Colin

    (Sry for my bad english)
    Linda Johns from Sydney wrote on 2 May 2016 at 4:47 am:
    I was very sad to hear of colin's accident and then his death. His song Wonderful Life reached all our hearts and his voice spoke volumes. Hear I am again on my own again and I can't stop playing that beautiful song. Colin you are sadly missed by millions. I hope you are making good music up there with the other musicians who have passed on. I will continue to play Wonderful Life and give my friends copies. Thank you.
    Sergio from Roma wrote on 27 April 2016 at 10:16 am:
    Solo tristezza dentro di me, la tua musica ha accompagnato la mia giovinezza grazie.
    José Mari from Barakaldo. Basque Country. Spain. wrote on 26 April 2016 at 10:50 am:
    Today is our 19th. weedding anniversary and since then Wonderful life walks with us.
    Thank you Colín for this wonderful song, for your wonderful music and for your Wonderful life.
    I'm sure that you and David, Glenn and Prince will play and sing together up in heaven. RIP and best wishes for your family.
    Jose Arguello from Chicago wrote on 25 April 2016 at 11:47 pm:
    Dear Colin:
    There is no way that this makes you any justice but here it goes. Hope you like it, wherever you are. Happy birthday.
    fields and roads
    I saw you standing in the fields of England
    on TV. Memories of 80's video clips in black and white.
    Your shirt white, your sleeves rolled up, you said it's a wonderful life,
    and that there is no need to laugh or cry
    and you cross the meadow, wrap your long, dark coat
    around you. And you walk on. You walk on.

    We sang along in a bedroom in Spain,
    the music loud. Your words, the friend I needed, not so alone.
    I have loved to your music, it soothed me when the love was no more,
    and it has made sense of the changes
    as I went along. And it pushed me to walk on. Gritting my teeth at times, but I walked on.

    I saw you walk along a lane in Ireland
    on YouTube. You were carrying your guitar.
    Some things never change: your tall body
    covered with a long, dark coat.
    Seemingly alone but, your head full of poetry,
    you take us along, and you carry on. We carry on.

    I hear about black ice in a road in Ireland
    and a two-car crash. You are hurt.
    For sixteen days I listened to your music - I can't pray.
    I can only sing along, Colin,
    I can only sing along, Colin,
    I can only sing along, Colin, with you, in a car, all the way in America.
    Comforted again, and terrified
    (some constants in life are not constant after all)
    at how fragile we are, how alone sometimes. How devastating some losses can be.
    How seemingly impossible to go on.

    I saw you standing by a road in Germany
    talking to us. It's cold. Things are going well, and they look it.
    You and your mate goof off and play with snow.
    Some people need so little and give so much.
    Be there or I won't see you, you playfully summon us
    to Munich. I can't go on: the lump in my throat breaks, and I cry.

    I see your coffin in the streets of Ireland
    in good company. Some things, Colin, never change.
    The best are too soon summoned.
    I close my eyes and I see you walking, in black and white, across a field in England
    There is a need, and I cry
    and words fail, and I need your gentler, masterful ones...
    Mine can only curse that road in Ireland that claimed you and saw you last.

    Afterword: I read how others feel your departure, I still listen to your music,
    and I smile and cry, for I understand: You are not here, but some things never do change.
    Your music makes sense of it, and I am not so alone.
    There is room on earth for angels in the sky after all:
    There are so many hearts out here for you to live on. And you do. You do. You live on.
    Thomas from Cork wrote on 23 April 2016 at 2:35 am:
    I still can not believe he is gone at times. His music got me through a very difficult time in my life.
    Dyan from New Zealand wrote on 16 April 2016 at 9:43 pm:
    I was so saddened to hear of Colin's passing. I wish you comfort and strength. His memory and music lives on in the hearts and minds of many.
    ALKAN TARIM from ISTANBUL/TURKEY wrote on 10 April 2016 at 11:24 am:
    I heard about Colin's death just yesterday (09 April 2016).Every death is so early and I should say a part of my body also died with Colin. As a proud admirer of his music in Turkey, me and my friends share the sorrow of Colin's family. Rest in peace Dear Black but I have some doubts if we are living a wonderful life.
    ChrisB from Bolton wrote on 7 April 2016 at 3:32 pm:
    Wonderful Life is an affirmation that sometimes its okay to be alone regardless of adversity theres so much beauty in the world. Difficult times pass, you'll be strong again. Your music genuinely reached a part of who I am I suppose. Colin, you'll be missed as will your music. Thank You for your wonderful life.
    andree barberat from pamiers wrote on 31 March 2016 at 4:16 pm:
    je suis effondree et triste
    Roman from Saint-Petersburg wrote on 30 March 2016 at 9:30 pm:
    R.I.P. So sad
    Rock07 from Aubenas wrote on 27 March 2016 at 5:19 pm:
    La chanson Wonderful life m'a accompagné pendant de nombreuses années. Je suis très triste en apprenant aujourd'hui la mort de Black.
    Phil from Metz wrote on 26 March 2016 at 9:13 pm:
    So sad 🙁
    David Joffe from Cape Town wrote on 22 March 2016 at 9:07 pm:
    Loved Colin's music as a child in the 90s - it was a real solace to me. Music with depth, capturing a broad range of moods. Sad to hear of his passing.
    Ricardo Iturra from Santiago, Chile wrote on 20 March 2016 at 9:00 pm:
    From Santiago Chile in southamerica, Black is part of my life. fly with angels and thak you for all!!!!
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