Marcelo Fromer - Death

Death

Our Brother Marcelo has died. We lived with him every day for more than twenty years. Marcelo was always a source of good cheer for us. (Translation note: words used could also be read as "donor of happiness," a reference to the donation of his organs.) It is impossible to express in words the importance that he had, not only musically, but in the lives of each of us. Just as his organs will live on in the bodies of other people, his art will continue in the music and spirit of Titãs.

— Part of the official statement released by the band on the day of Marcelo's death, also signed by ex-Titan Arnaldo Antunes.

On June 11, 2001, a day before the beginning of the recording of A Melhor Banda de Todos os Tempos da Última Semana, 13th album of the band, Fromer was practicing cooper at Europa avenue, southern São Paulo. When he attempted to cross the avenue, a Honda CG125 red motorcycle, piloted by Erasmo Castro da Costa Jr., rammed him. Erasmo called an ambulance, but ran away when the police arrived, fearing being arrested, as his driving license was not valid anymore. Two days later, Fromer died at the hospital. Presumably, his head hit Erasmo's helmet.

On July 2002, Erasmo was found by the police. He said he only got to know that the man he rammed was Fromer when he actually died. He also alleged that Fromer was the responsible for the accident, as there was a crosswalk 15 meters away, but Fromer decided to cross the avenue between the cars, making it impossible for Erasmo to see Fromer.

Fromer's family authorized the donation of his organs. His heart, liver, pancreas, kidneys, and his corneas were all donated.

On September 7, 2001, a skyway named after him was inaugurated over Avenida Juscelino Kubitschek, in São Paulo.

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