Earlier this week, Teenage Bottlerocket drummer Brandon Carlisle was found unconscious and rushed to the hospital, where after having his heart restarted multiple times, he fell into a coma. Now, Teenage Bottlerocket vocalist/guitarist and Brandon’s twin brother Ray Carlisle has announced that Brandon will not make it. His body was taken off life support in the early hours of November 7. He was 37.
“This is the saddest day of my life. I’m having a difficult time accepting the reality of all of this,” Ray Carlisle said in a Facebook post, one of two he made about his brother’s passing. In a follow-up post, Carlisle remarked, “The doctors did everything they could to save him, but the MRI showed he is no longer with us. His family and loved ones are with him as they prepare to take him off life support and let him gently move on… To the best drummer, the kindest soul and our brother and best friend, you will be in our hearts always.”
Teenage Bottlerocket bassist Miguel Chen also reflected on the passing of his friend and bandmate, saying, “BranBran did everything with his whole heart, he really lived his life on purpose. What a blessing he was to everyone whose life he touched… I love you Brandon, my life has been so amazing because you were a part of it.”
Carlisle’s girlfriend, Anna Lockhart, posted thoughts of her own, commenting, “He was the most amazing man I’ve ever encountered and gave so much to me and the world in such a small amount of time. To be sad over what I lost would only have upset him so instead I will be thankful.”
Our deepest condolences go out to the family, friends and fans of Brandon Carlisle. Please consider donating to a GoFundMe account set up in his name that will help cover the costs of his medical and funeral bills. (If the GoFundMe link is not working, you can donate directly via PayPal to TBRpaypal@yahoo.com.)
And now, for a brief moment of editorializing: I only encountered Brandon a handful of times in the past few years, but he was always beyond nice and friendly to me and everyone else around me. I’ve never heard a bad word spoken either about or toward him. It truly is terrible to know that I won’t be able to see him behind the kit one more time. I am already angry at myself for foolishly skipping Teenage Bottlerocket’s set at Pre-Fest last week, figuring, “I’ll see them next time.” I don’t know if there will be a next time now. RIP, Brandon. I’ll play your music loudly in your honor today.