

Chris Ferreira was born the last of 5 children by Al and Claire Ferreira on January 11, 1975, into the Hollywood blockbuster era of Star Wars, Close Encounters and Indiana Jones, spanning epics like Lord of the Rings. He fled Sacramento's wilting heat for the cold rain of his forever home in Seattle's bohemian University District with its funky theaters, groovy video stores, diverse cuisine and inviting walks. He walked a rut around Green Lake. Chris was a voracious reader and avid film buff, with a connoisseur's palate for gourmet cooking. His knowledge of films, actors and directors was encyclopedic. He was a classically trained virtuoso guitarist with an affinity for Jazz and performed with many accomplished artists. He was happiest with the rejuvenating plasma of music coursing through him. Music was his calling, his passion and his life.
Chris returned to the Wheel of Time at 39 years old on March 16, 2014, and is now teaching jazz guitar to Obi Wan Kenobi while convincing Roger Ebert that Paul Giamatti was more neurotic in Sideways than American Splendor, and haunting Mike McCarthy's dreams for neglecting the Green Bay Packers defense. Some say his spirit never left, which might explain why each morning the staff at Scarecrow Video find their Blu-Ray playing "Magnolia", while hot plates mysteriously go missing from Costa's, Red Mill, and Taste of India. Some say he isn't gone, but is living in Banff, Canada's Chinatown, cutting demo discs between hikes around Lake Louise and passing off bad checks signed "Dale Cooper" at 12 Monkeys Video, and saying "you bastards!" to pursuing RCMP. Who knows? The truth is out there. I say Chris is somewhere above, blithely lost in an everlasting jam session with Miles Davis, Charles Mingus, Charlie Parker, Buddy Rich and Thelonius Monk, writing new material for when we meet again. Heaven sounds a little richer now.
We love you Chris. May the Force be with You!
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