A light went out over Niagara Falls...

...Or at least it should have. That would have been a humble representation of the light that went out this week, one of Western New York's premier musicians, Niagara Fall's own Chu Nero.

Chu distinguished himself over the past four decades as an example of the finest that the Buffalo/WNY area has produced-- a singer, songwriter, sideman, bandleader, pianist, and saxophonist unparalleled in ability and enthusiasm, and as a stage presence, always humbly entertaining. Chu's roots, and perhaps his heart, were in Jazz music, in which he excelled, but he also played the Blues (for the last several years with partner-in-melody Tommy Z), Rock and Pop, Gospel, and Contemporary Christian music, all with an unmistakeable sound and incredible flair. His considerable chops were always in service of the music, and the soul of the moment, never over-used or over-the-top. I had the pleasure of playing and recording with Chu on a number of occassions over the years, and I was always blown-away by his talent and musical humility.

Chu distinguished himself over the decades outside of the music business and the dimly-lit stage-- many do not know of his humanitarian efforts and his attempts to bring the Gospel to life for disadvantaged people throughout the Western New York area. Chu was involved in prison ministry for many years, at times at great expense to himself and his family.

Chu made mistakes, just like the rest of us, and it was hard to find out that a "hero" (in this case, one of mine), was in reality a human just like the rest of us-- clay feet and all. There was a time when we were pretty close friends. Sometimes friends drift apart for different reasons, sometimes maybe people were only meant to come together for a short time. But I have great memories of gigs together, sharing family times with his wife and kids, and of a few times where I might not have made it through without the support of someone who understood. That someone was Chu.

He is survived by the mother of his children, and a true saint, Mary Nero, and his sons Judah and Solomon, and his daughter Julia.

Godspeed Brother, and Straight Ahead.

God Bless & Good Blues,

GJ