Max was my friend when I was a youngster. He was kind enough to give me bass lessons at his house in San clemente. He had the best stories about musicians I idolized. At first I didn't really believe he was telling me the truth. But I saw all his gold albums and as we became friends I came to realize Max didn't need to impress anyone. He was just a cool jazz cat, a monster musician, a generous friend, and my mentor for 10 years.