I don’t want to write this. I don’t want to write this because if I put it into words then all of a sudden it becomes real, and there’s still a chance that I’m dreaming and tomorrow I’ll wake up to a world where The Jacka is still alive. I don’t want to write this because so many people have written much better tributes than I ever could, and I don’t want to tarnish The Jacka’s legend with a wack article by a rusty writer who really didn’t know the man as well as he should have. That’s why my tribute was originally only through video (although Monc, Matt Moretti & myself wrote a little something the night it happened). But as someone who was hugely impacted by him, I feel like it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t say something.