R.I.P. Komo Low
Just got the news that local promoter Komo Low has died.
It’s been a couple of years since he last hosted a party; according to this column I wrote last year, Low pulled out of the W Honolulu in 2005.
I’m told he moved to the mainland shortly thereafter, returning to Oahu a year ago. He kept a relatively low profile until his death last weekend, since it appears not many people in the club scene were even aware he was back in town.
According to a post on his MySpace page and confirmed by another promoter, funeral services will be held at 11:30 a.m. March 28 at Mililani Mortuary-Waipio, Mauka Chapel. Visitation starts at 9:30 a.m. and lunch will be served afterward.
Rest in peace, Komo. We’ll miss you.
February 27th, 2008 at 7:43 am
my heart goes out to his girlfriend and family. this is really difficult. we will never forget you komo.
February 29th, 2008 at 1:13 pm
KOMO! YOU ROCK. YOU ARE GOING TO ALWAYS BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE. I LOVE YOU.
March 1st, 2008 at 6:26 pm
Brother Komo, my very dear friend,
brought so much joy on the weekend.
Bringing people together and making them laugh,
he was truly a star to his guests and his staff.
We’ll miss you, Komo. I will always remember
the smile on your face every year in September,
when I would return to play at your club,
never missing a night without sending a sub.
Well, there’s no substitute for my friend Komo Low,
but it’s my guess you’re in heaven, putting together a show.
Blessings to all your friends and family.
We’ll always love and remember you!
May you rest In peace.
March 2nd, 2008 at 1:23 am
What happened? Was he sick? Does anyone know?
March 3rd, 2008 at 4:15 pm
THOMAS “KOMO” LOW, a dear friend to me, is a man with a big, beautiful heart. I have known him for nearly 20 years and thru those years he has always been a loyal friend to me, with his unconditional love. I have so many great memories with KOMO and all his MANY friends. I am grateful for having KOMO in my life. He’s always been the life of the parties, with his charming smiles and laughter (remember his laugh? ;0) ), bringing people together. He did exactly what he wanted to do. He loved music. He loved dancing. He loved people. He loved to entertain. And he got paid doing what he loved. And when KOMO loves something, he loves it with a passion. He’s always been about love, peace, and harmony.
His passing deeply saddens us all. He was young and vibrant, and it’s most tragic ANYTIME a parent loses their child. To his family, I am so sorry for your loss. I can only hope you can take a little comfort knowing KOMO TOUCHED SO MANY LIVES, AND EVEN MORE LOVE HIM FOR THAT.
I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HIS LIFE, AND BE THANKFUL HE SHARED A PART OF IT WITH ME. I LOVE YOU KOMO. MAY YOU BE AT PEACE.
March 5th, 2008 at 6:18 am
Komo? What happend? How?
March 6th, 2008 at 1:34 pm
I dont feel bad for someone who took his own life. I do feel for the family. But not for someone like him who had more than he could handle I guess..
March 10th, 2008 at 5:37 am
TO “Not so sad” - why, at this time would you be so cruel as to say a horrible thing about not feeling bad? Whether or not Komo’s death was deliberate or not - you have no right to post such an ugly remark. Yes you have a right to your opinion, but not at the expense of someone else’s heart ache. Auwe, shame on you for being so hateful.
R.I.P Komo - may god bless you and your loved one’s. Keep dancing, smiling and laughing. You will be missed.
March 13th, 2008 at 11:27 am
Aloha Komo. I’m finding it difficult to come to terms with your untimely death. Yet, I know there is a special place in Heaven for your kind and gentle soul.
March 20th, 2008 at 5:49 pm
Komo, I miss you bro, goodtimes… see you soon.
June 23rd, 2008 at 8:25 pm
First of all, I’m not about to step to your level. I just pray for you. You need to re-evaluate your self-esteem and where you are. Whether you like it or not, Komo was a dear friend to all of us, near and far.
We met in the early 1990’s. We also graduated the same year. We met through mutual friends and we just clicked. We had a greeting that no one else knew or why we’d greet each other that way. It was, “Eh you Puerto Rican?” It was our inside joke, and till today we have answered each other. After about 1992 we kinda split, but during this time we became very good friends. We would bump into each other, even though we haven’t spoken in years, and still greet each other with, “Eh you Puerto Rican?” That was how we met and that is how we’ll meet again and this time I’m getting an answer. This isn’t goodbye my brother, this is … until we bump into each other again… “Eh you Puerto Rican?”