
07/30/2025
I was so shocked to just learn about the passing of my dear friend and mentor Joe Haines.
I first met Joe back in 1990 at the Halfway flea market, when I was just a nerdy 16-year-old fat kid searching for Beatles records. That’s when I stumbled across Joe and Vic selling vinyl — and from the very beginning, Joe took me under his wing. He made it part of his mission to introduce me to some of the best music I’ve ever heard, and to teach me about musical composition, production, and the recording process. Long before I had so much as a tape player in a studio, Joe was already planting the seeds that would eventually grow into my passion for recording. Joe even sold me my first professional Reel To Reel recorder.
We became fast friends. Joe was a walking encyclopedia of music, and we could talk for hours in that little shop, getting deep into genres, artists, and albums. When I finally started building my own studio and entering the recording business, he was always there with encouragement, insight, and solid advice.
We only got to play together a few times — me on drums, him on bass — at jam sessions and parties, but every moment was unforgettable. Joe had one of the most natural grooves I’ve ever heard. That bass wasn’t just an instrument for him — it was an extension of who he was.
More than anything, I loved Joe like the older brother I never had. He had one of the calmest, most laid-back demeanors I’ve ever known, and a heart full of warmth and generosity.
One of my favorite memories of him will always be him playing and singing Tuesday afternoon by the Moody blues  when he stopped by to visit my very first studio at the Hamilton Plaza in downtown town, Hagerstown.  it just gave me goosebumps how beautiful it sounded.
Rest easy, my dear friend. Thank you for believing in that awkward kid with the Beatles obsession — and for helping me become who I am.
— Todd