Dave was such a wonderful person. I had so many great conversations with him over our many years. I also enjoyed his presence in any social setting. He was just so calm, and kind and nice and funny, and fun, Man, I am so sad that he is gone. I really don't think he knew how valued he was. I know I wish I had the chance to tell him now... Rest In Peace Dave. You will be missed, far, far more than you know.

I’ve know Dave since we were 17, when he and my other friends played a rock show out of my garage, for a crowd of about five. I will always remember Dave for being approachable and his kind gentle demeanour. He never judged anyone . My sincere condolences to family and Kim.

Dave, thank you for making yourself available when I needed someone to talk to. You were present and genuine and helped me through a tough time in my life. May you be at peace brother.

So sorry to learn of David’s passing. Wishing you all strength at this difficult time.

Marj, Kimberly, and Michael Pepper

Sending condolences to all who loved Dave so dearly.

I remember Dave from Cochrane High school and my time in Calgary's music scene in the late ’90s & ’00s.

In high school, we had a concert band in which Dave and I were both in. The concert band would go on “band tours,” which took us to Washington State, Montana and BC. I played the drums, and Dave was ALWAYS there to help me load and unload the kit. We both held a deep passion for music, evident in his gift of making music sound stellar. There were a few of us music nerds kicking around the foothills of Alberta. I remember being picked for school by Liz and Dave, and I loved the music playing in the car. CJSW.

I love the Alcock family as they are ever gracious, kind and compassionate people.

I am so very sorry for your loss.

Sent with love from Winnipeg,

Logan Oxenham

David Alcock is my cousin. I have known him all my life but realize now just how much I didn’t know about him. Reading all the memories, everyone’s condolences has left me more and more broken hearted. David was so important to so many people. Reading about others love for him is comforting and heart breaking at the same time.

I want to honour David by sharing what I loved about him and hope that others also choose to share so that I can read more about him, continue to learn who he was to so many.

As a kid I had so many fun times with Dave. Our Fathers are very close so we spent time together not by choice. That was always ok with me— we played cards all together for hours on end and those games are still some of my best family childhood memories. We were the same age so we experienced each others awkward stages of trying things out— smoking, drinking, not eating animals, re eating animals, being way too cool to do what the other people around us did (was that him or just me as an asshole?) My parents always told me “David got 100% on the physics/math/whatever diploma— isn’t he amazing?” Or “David is such a genius, can you believe his mind?” I was not getting 100% on any science things and was always intimidated by his intelligence.

The cool thing to me was he didn’t choose physics—he chose music.

As we became adults our paths crossed often. Somehow our circles would bring us together in strange, fun and, at times unlikely circumstances.

Once I remember I was hired by a friend to dance in a music video— it just happened to be a Chixdiggit video —Spanish Fever. David and I shared quite a few laughs at his expense that day, while he was gifted in so many ways, dancing in front of people wearing a sombrero was not his preferred way to express himself (as far as I know). Dave was so generous with his talents but he much preferred to be behind the scenes. The video itself doesn’t showcase his dance skills very well (he was really not a bad dancer) but watching it is an amazing reminder of him in a tiny aspect of what he was to the Calgary and area music scene. I didn’t really ever know that side of him.

As the years passed we would meet at weddings and funerals more and more and even run into each other in the grocery store. He was always one of my favourite people to hang with. His face was so warm and his eyes always twinkled. He made me laugh, he made all of us laugh, my sisters and I would talk about the witty things he said or his take on some shared childhood memory for weeks after seeing him.

David Alcock was just one of those truly good people. He was such a beautiful soul, I was always so proud to tell people that he was my cousin. His calm, caring manner always made me feel like he had everything figured out, like I was a lunatic that he just watched and grinned at with that twinkle I mentioned.

I remember I had to host a funeral— when I saw Dave and Lindsay there I felt so grateful. I just really admired them and felt their love and support so clearly, I was so honoured that they came to help me heal. It really meant the world to me. Somehow his presence left me feeling honoured that he attended.

I have to say, the news of David’s death makes me think the world is darker. We have one less magical human around to make us all believe that there is good out there. We won’t be able to feel his warmth and kindness, his ability to make us all feel like he was always in on the joke.

Kimberly Getz, Lindsay Alcock, Jon Alcock

My heart just breaks at the weight of the journey you all have ahead of you. Life without him is hard to imagine. My love, support and condolences are with you now, you are all in my thoughts and my heart.

" Young Dave" was so much an intrical part of the Sundae Sound recording scene.

He came to us staright out of recordiing school and we immediately recognised an immense talent and put him to work.

Dave was an incredable guy, great engineer, technician, and musician.

We loved him, his work, and his always humourous take on life in the music industry.

Thank you Dave, for all the years we had togeher.

Rob Bartlett

“Well the road rolls out like a welcome mat, to a better place than the one were at”

Chris Stapleton

You’ve travelled some amazing roads in your life and I think about your quote from high school. You didn’t always take the easy road but they were always your roads. Travel well little brother.

You are missed.

I couldn’t have asked for a better little brother. Your infectious smile and good humour. Building Lego, models, forts and record collections. I always thought you were so cool when were little even though as a big brother I couldn’t let you know. Swimming together in the Newlands Park pool. Going to Boys Brigade in our uniforms or just hanging out with friends we always had each other. I picked on you too, more than I should have and I will be forever sorry about that. I wish I would have told you that sooner than now.

I remember how you would take things apart, radios, toys other random stuff from around the house and put them all back together again. But the one thing you took apart that stands out in my mind the most is the time you “took apart “ the windows in the truck camper in Bearspaw with a hammer. Those were a great deal harder to put back together. It was just being used as a garden tool storage shed by then, so really no true harm done.

Green peas…the bane of your meal time woes were green peas. Lindsay and I still talk about the green ring that would magically appear under the rim of your plate while we cleared the table. A perfect single line circle of peas. But raid our grandparents’ garden of their raspberries was a past time we would never give up.

Playing kick the can. For those of you who played the game with us in Bearspaw you know how competitive and gruelling that game could be. Most of time the game went on well after dark, creating a greater challenge and far longer times being it.

I remember pulling our little sister around on the roads in a little red wagon. Perhaps to her first wedding (she may have been 4). Those were the days. Gosh we had some fun around the acreage.

For me you were the one to look up to. You’d graduated from both your Sound Enginnering and Broadcast Engineering educations with honours. You travelled the world with your band Chixdiggit and the final band of family boys Des Arcs. You owned your own Recording studio winning accolades there as well! A life full of friendships a world over. I cannot tell you just how proud I’ve always been to tell people you are my brother.

My kids knew you as the “cool” uncle. The fun stories you’d tell them all. Playing nerf guns and allowing them to climb all over you. Always taking the time to listen to them and genuinely make a lasting connection with each of them.

Our grandparents used to take us camping each and every summer. Out to a lake campground where grandma would be scaring off the Black-bears while grandpa drove the boat to shore with that nights meal. Sitting around the campfire just enjoying the cool nights watching the stars fill the night sky.

Dad taking us skiing to Sunshine, Lake Louise, Whitefish, Panorama and the great and wonderful Paskapoo where everyone in Calgary learned to ski. Wearing all the pink yellow blue fluorescent colours we could find. Carving paths and finding jumps.

We were a dog family since before either of us were born. Our first corgi was Brecon. She was beautiful and a loyal companion. Our next two pups, also corgis, Ginger and Honey we’re with us until we moved to Scotland. They went to live with relatives in Edmonton and were later adopted to stay there. Our last two corgis (yes we were a one breed family) Bishop and Holly lived out their days happily in Bearspaw and Tuscany in Calgary. Dave’s next dog would come from unusual circumstances. After hurricane Katrina left New Orleans in ruins there were many pets in need of forever homes. Patience a Catahoula cross was rescued to Canada to her forever home. You watched her whenever your sister needed you too. Making a bond of friendship that lasted many many years. She spent her finals months in your care a home without stairs that she could move around more comfortably. Finally Aggie has been with you and Kimberly for a number of years. Bringing great joy and a multitude of puppy toys into your homes. She remains with Kim supporting her and barking her way through the day.

I’ve been listening to all the tributes around the province, CKUA In Our Neighbourhood being the most comprehensive and prominent in my mind and CBC on the Eyeopener. I cannot comprehend how far your reach was in the music community here in Calgary and so far beyond that.

During family gatherings it was you who drew the attention of my kids. You gave my oldest daughter, Gabrielle a copy of a Chixdiggit album while we were at Lindsay and Heather’s wedding. Another beautiful reunion of our family was organized by my love Jodi for my 50th birthday. It was enjoyed by all of us. It was an amazing time to visit together after a brutal 2 years apart. I’m ever thankful that we did that.

We as a community, family and world need to learn from your passing. We need to talk and ask for help when we need it. You’ve taught us that cancer and mental health are so tightly linked that we need to support both the patient and the family member(s) supporting the loved ones. There is no greater loss than the loss of support. If you are suffering in silence know that you need not do that. We’ve added https://www.buddyup.ca/ to your obituary on purpose and for a purpose. If you are hurting, find yourself in a place you can’t see a way out, there are people who you can speak with.

Dave you will be a spark that illuminates a path to help.

Your brother forever.

Jon

I love you!

Many of my favorite and most memorable moments in life involve Dave. Thank you Dave for being a great friend. My heart is broken you are no longer with us. I love you buddy.

Heather and I wish to extend our deepest condolences to the Alcock Family.

Martin and I are so devastated to lose David, our friend, neighbour, and beloved buddy to our dog (David’s nickname in our household was “Stinky’s best friend”). David’s gentle demeanour, positive attitude, reliability, compassion, and sweet laugh always brightened our day. I will miss hours spent in the backyard laughing at our dogs playing, chatting over the fence, and seeing David prepare for the next camping trip. David was the first to lend a hand, always shovelling his neighbours’ snow, cutting their grass, or offering to lend you anything he thought you might benefit from. David, we are so grateful to have known you and to have received the gift of being your neighbour. You are deeply missed.

I am so sorry for the loss of such a fantastic human. I worked with Dave, and he was funny and KIND. He always had a smile and a great sense of humour. He was one of my Oreo flavour testers, we would critic it like it was fine wine. Dave will be missed, as he has touched so many people in different ways. Dave was a remarkable soul. My heart aches and also for those who mourn his passing. I will miss you, my friend.

I've always told people that David Alcock is my oldest friend. I've known him since I was in Grade Six, but we didn't really become friends until high school where he quickly became my music buddy — he was the boy in the Eric's Trip or Dinosaur Jr. t-shirt and I was the girl in docs and fishnet stockings and we thought we were really cool even though we were really a couple of goodie goodie dorks. We once formed an incredibly short-lived band — we practiced in his garage for about 15 minutes and then went into his house to watch music videos. He turned me on to Sonic Youth and Sebadoh, but he mostly taught me about kindness and warmth and that indie rock could be about sweetness rather than grungy rage.

When we graduated, Dave briefly joined CJSW (before leaving town to learn how to become a sound man) and I soon followed him at his urging, which, of course, changed my life. I watched from the sidelines as he became THE studio guy in town and the drummer for Chixdiggit while he watched me become a DJ and journalist. We'd check in with each other from time to time and I was always so proud that this gentle and brilliant boy that I knew from high school was being appreciated and celebrated by all of the music people in town.

I ran into Dave one day a few years ago while he was working at Global. I was waiting to go on TV to do a cooking segment and we chatted in the lobby. I remarked at how funny it was that me, the shyest teenager in the world who had absolutely zero self esteem was now brazen enough to go on TV. He looked at me sideways and laughed. "Is that what you think?" he said. "You have ALWAYS been like this. You've always known what you wanted and gone for it. You've been telling yourself a story that isn't true."

And that was Dave. He saw a lot of things other people couldn't see. He was a great friend and was beloved by so many. I loved watching him fall in love with Kimberly and the joy they brought to each other. I loved going to his 45th birthday and seeing both friends from high school and friends from music celebrating this loveable man. I am devastated and gutted that Dave is no longer with us and already miss him so so much.

My love and condolences go to all of Dave's family and close friends, his beloved Kimberly, his band mates, and everyone who was lucky enough to know him. He did so much and left an amazing mark on the world. I loved him so much.