Edward Karl Horst
May 5, 1952 ~ November 12, 2010
Born in:
Gettysburg, PA
Resided in:
Atlanta, GA
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We want to at this time tell you about the most personable, talented, artistic and most lovable friend…….Eddie. He was so funny and full of life. We know that he is changing the music in heaven and making it right. We love you Eddie and we want to tell Patty and the children he left behind what a wonderful man he was. We are so sorry for your loss but want you to know that his memory will forever be in each one of our hearts. He made such an impact at Crawford with his music and talents. Thank you Eddie for all that you have done to make this world a better place. May God Bless you and your wonderful family.
Lori and Chip Stephenson and family
Eddie was one of the nicest, most personable guys I have ever known. He was talented, artistic, funny and full of life whenever I saw him.
He couldn’t wait to tell me the last time I saw him the story of how my husband Chip snuck up on him and scared him in his office. They useto kid oneanother all the times and play little tricks on eachother. Eddie’s smile and music will forever remain in our hearts as well as being one of the kindest man that has touched our hearts. He always bragged to me about his train display at Chirstmas as he invited to share it with us this year. Eddie your life was cut too short with us here on Earth, but as stated your memory and kindess will remain in our hearts forever……………….We are truly so sorry for your loss and are always here if you need a shoulder to lean on.
Make music in heaven Eddie.
Love, Lori and Chip Stephenson
I am so very sorry for the loss of your wonderful husband and father. Please know that you all are in my thoughts and prayers.
Patty & family —
What a great talent Eddie was, we enjoyed working with him on several projects over the years – I’ll never forget the time Eddie composed a fabulous theme for a theatrical production we were working on – I told Eddie, I hate when the score is superior to the visuals and asked if he could record it again – ‘an octave’ slower – he looked at me like I was crazy and said, sure Stew, anything you need with a huge smile on his face.
Eddie will be missed, rest in peace, old pal.
Stewart Harnell
I am another composer in the Atlanta area. I met Eddie one night at a film event, but I am about half his age. We had a lot in common and I am a “nobody” in the music world and here is Eddie calling me to have lunch with him the next day. What a cool guy! He invited me to his studio on more than one occasion and we would chat about music among other things. I was flattered that he would encourage me with what I was doing. Very down to earth person, and nice to be with. I hadn’t seen him in years, but we would occasionally exchange Emails. I am so sad to hear the news. Such a talent.
What a loss. Eddie was a wonderful collaborator, a gifted composer and a delighted friend with whom we worked. He will be missed.
I am so sorry for your loss Patti , may God Bless you.
Beethoven Bear, Mozart Mouse and I send our love.
Sadly, I just learned that Eddie had passed away. I haven’t seen him in years, but was very upset to learn he was gone.
I met him when I worked at Crawford Communications many years ago. He heard me sing at the company holiday party and was very enthusiastic about my voice. He took time out from his busy schedule to discuss what it would take for me to pursue singing jingles and other media music. He was always smiling and upbeat.
The broadcast and music industry has lost a true professional too soon, but I like to think he is writing, conducting and playing for a Higher Power now. I grieve and wish his family well during this time.
Eddie and I were competitors in the music business years back…except you’d never know that from Eddie’s point of view. He was always happy to gather as many composers together in one room as possible, to share the love of creating music and being friends while keeping “business” off the table.
I used to run into him from time to time and he always had a smile and some kind words. The conversations might be brief, but the take-aways were always warm…one of those small moments in a day where you just feel better.
Considering I’m just one of many, many people who’s lives he touched that way, this world is a better place for having Eddie in it.
I’m grateful to have known him.
Our class enjoyed seeing Ed in June 2010 at our 40th HS reunion. He was down to earth Eddie in all his Eddieness. He sang and played his music and made our last memory of him a great one! He will be missed by the world.
I still can’t believe you’re gone, my friend. Wherever you are, I hope there’s a keyboard. Happy 60th.
I just discovered this site. I was lying in bed thinking about the perfect guitar. I remembered an old Fender Stratocaster that I played in a Jam with Sweet Pain in PSU in the early 70’s. Then I thought about Ed Horst and I thought, “Wow, I wonder how he is. I have to get in touch with him.”. He “discovered me” at PSU and made me feel like the greatest guitar player in the world…at a time when that was ubber important. I had left college and he found my girlfriend and contacted me to come back to PSU and play in Sweet Pain. I did! Well, the band didn’t work out, but I married the girl and graduated from PSU in a mere 8 years.
I always just loved him! What a force! A very serious musician with zero pretense. His music represented him. I remember when he would dress up like Dr. John, he loved Leon Russel. We would play Traffic tunes, Steely Dan, blues, Hendrix…he took the time to call me up to play and made me feel special. He was fun, smart, huge heart, caring, just a beautiful, funny, loving, playful spirit. I have never met any one like him. I am just so upset that I didn’t get to tell him this…I am making a vow, now, that I will tell people that I love immediately…this was a wake up call.
Be good Ed. You are missed and treasured
I too just now stumbled on this place. I remember sitting with Ed (shortly before he passed); we were sitting on his driveway on Abby and we were carefully observing Ben’s water balloon cannon that (he had built from scratch) & the cannon was hurling water balloons clear across Abby and exploding way high up on the sides of the neighbors’ houses. The house was vacant btw; & there was no discernable damage. But (you got to admit) it was definitely … different.