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Smugglers' founder Paul Preminger passes on
The original drummer for legendary Vancouver band the Smugglers has passed away. Paul Preminger died on October 27, evidently from a heart attack. Smugglers vocalist Grant Lawrence remembered Preminger as “a guy that hit the drums hard, and who lived hard. He was a Joe Pesci, bulldog kind of a guy, but very smart, very funny, and very kind.…He was one of those guys who’d sit on the couch and answer every single question on Jeopardy!, and you’d be like, ‘What the fuck? How does this Bukowski-esque character know all this?’ ” Lawrence told the Straight that Preminger was hitchhiking in West Vancouver when they first met, in 1988. “We were just forming the Smugglers. Within picking him up in Dundarave and dropping him off at Park Royal, he joined the band.”
Older than his bandmates, Preminger was responsible for getting their booze. “He was much more experienced in every facet of life,” Lawrence said. “He had a hundred stories. It was like touring with a merchant sailor. And he had a lot of strange quirks. He developed a quirk where he’d puke before every show, sometimes on-stage.”
Preminger recorded one album with the band before leaving in 1992 to become a chef. He was working at Manzanita in Powell River until ill health brought him back to Vancouver earlier this year.



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He chose not to follow in my professional footsteps as an engineer and to study Culinary Arts instead ...needless to say he graduated at the top of his class!!
He loved to travel...at age 14 months we lived in Chile, his first word was in spanish...leche!! (milk!!), After two years in Chile we lived in Canada, the USA, Peru, Mexico, and Argentina. Since thoses days he revisted many of those places.
Besides being a genius, he was a humble and generous friend to all...he loved our succession of dogs Jeeves, Fric and Frac. Had had a succession of cats named Bart and Pisco and later another called Bobbie...Bobbie died in front of us at age 20 while we were living together in Powell River. He missed her very much..
It is hard for me to maintain my composure when I remeber his last words to me on the 27th of October ......Good Night Dad...I Love You!!
A service will be held at the Hollyburn Funeral Home at 10 AM on Saturday 21 November, 2009. All of his friends are welcome.
Paul Sr.
After he left for Powell River, we kept in touch over the years, and it was always great to hear from him. The WaveDwellers morphed into The Boss Monsters, and things went on. He then kinda went M.I.A for a bit, but then resurfaced later, in Vancouver a few months ago, with some health issues. We welcomed him back to the jam space with open arms, and immeadiately we picked up musically where we left off. But ,it wasn't meant to last. October 27th happened. I miss you Paul, and will NEVER forget. Kick Bonhams arse in a drum duel for us. See you sometime. -Mike
He was a complicated, generous, good hearted friend and I have many memories of him. He would always make the most delicious food in the world and entertain you with hilarious stories. He was a hedonist, a great drummer, a traveller and a truly unique guy.
I will always be so sad that our friendship got broken and can only hope that he is finally resting in peace, free of pain.
sincerely,
Hedy
Love and Light you Angel of Light Enjoy INFINITY BABY XOXXOXOXOXOXO
See you when i get home.......
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