JEFFREY TRIPP Obituary (1943 – 2022) – Rockport, MA

TRIPP, Jeffrey Died January 30, 2022, of a cerebral hemorrhage, the “sword of Damoclene” he would have lived under, which followed a heart valve replacement in 2008. But enough with his gloomier leanings and short career happy as an amateur diagnostician.

He grew up in Philadelphia, graduated from Penn Charter in 1961, and was a member of the Amherst College Class of 1965, although he left for good in the fall of 1964 on his motorcycle, months away from graduation. .

His nomadic professional career was marked by his involvement in music, which began as a designer of popular guitar bridges in the colorful 70s music scene. Not two weeks before his death, he told me a story that I had never heard before about Tony Iommi delivering a bridge and the band being paid for a Garden gig out of a duffel bag full of cash. He then evolved with his time in the world of digital sound, designing many sound modulation tools still in circulation today. While the Synclavier 9600 Keyboard, Tripp Strip Ribbon Controller, Kurzweil MIDIBoard, and NoteBender are names you might only be able to drop with a certain sound engineer archetype, they’ve endured in their own way, and this sound engineer’s eyes will often light up. Well into his sixties, to his credit, his father picked up the NoteBender’s promise of three-dimensional sound manipulation in the mid-’80s and, along with collaborators Paul DeRocco and David Mash, updated it to suit the new computing power available as HyperKeys (see https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fsjX7W37Veg).

He was a talented guy who could and did fix devices, engines, musical instruments. The extent of his general knowledge was almost shocking at times, even if his speech on subjects of all kinds was, shall we say, a little infamous. He couldn’t talk about a young Tom Brady without saying “triangulate”. He would just assume in conversation that you had read The Western World’s Playboy, if you had never seen it staged. Or he might know you didn’t, but that wasn’t going to lessen one iota of his enthusiasm to make his point as if you did.

Her proudest accomplishment was raising her two boys, both of whom graduated from Rockport High School. Rockporters can recall how fervently engaged he was in our lives and our academic/athletic development, sometimes to the point of trying to referee ad hoc pickup games at Pingree Park. Teaching us stuff was really his idea of ​​a good time and he treated it, methodically, as a career of a lifetime. He could brag about his children with the worst of them.

He lived in many places before settling on the North Shore in March 1980, but after having taken up residence there, his adoption was complete, devotional. He remained under the influence of the landscape described by Charles Olson. Although he left Rockport in 2016 for what turned out to be a final chapter from Pleasant Pond to Wenham, he returned to the Long Beach Bridge every but the most spirited day.

He is survived by his two sons, Noel’s wife Liza and their daughters Lorelei, Ariel and Matilda, Lyle’s wife Hazel and their children Sienna, Walter and Briar Rose and his niece, Abigail (m. Barbara, 1945-2009 ), her husband Frank Talarico and their boys Tripp, Abe and Clive. We carry with us his love of basketball, Van Morrison, and the vagaries of the English language.

Informal service (GrampyFest 2022, anyone?) Scheduled for Memorial Day weekend, Cape Ann.

Donations humbly recommended to the Sheldrick Wildlife Trust (https://www.sheldrickwildlifetrust.org) (animal) or St. Jude (www.stjude.org) (human).

Arrangements by Greely Funeral Home, 212 Washington Street, Gloucester, MA 01930. For online condolences, please visit www.greelyfuneralhome.com

Published by Boston Globe from February 4 to February 6, 2022.

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