September 13th, 1971 – April 7th, 2024
With heavy hearts, we announce the passing of our friend, son, brother, and husband, James Scott Schillemore.
Scott left his mark in our hearts by being not only the rockstar he was but also the best friend one could ask for.
Many people know Scott from being the frontman of his band, MUNG, a Winnipeg staple in the music community and the punk scene across Canada.
He had a way of making you smile, even if you didn’t want to, and he would always give you the most genuine hug.
We will carry you, your spirit, and your memory. We are all just grateful for you being part of us.
We love you. Gone for now but will never be forgotten. Rest in punk Scott, we will miss you.
16 thoughts on “James Scott Schillemore”
What do I say about my baby brother…
I have missed you …
I love you, Good Bye 😭🙏😘🤗
Hi Cindy
I just discovered Scott’s obituary on Google.
I am Louise, Scott’s dad’s oldest sister, Louise.
I am so sorry for your loss and sad that we were unable to be a part of your life and Scott’s.
Nevertheless, your mom definitely made the right decision to leave Jim.
So glad to know that Scott was surrounded by loving family and friends.
Wishing you and your mom and Scott’s family and friends peace and all good.
Louise Schillemore Arruda
Thank you Louise
Dear Scott
https://youtu.be/1J3kL3LjmXw Scott..
R.I.P. Peeker. Here’s to all the fun we had on the toy board
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Peace to you all. Tanner my love and deepest sympathy. I can’t imagine your heartache. Scott was a true soul that shined brightly! I miss his presence dearly. When we spoke he always seemed to really listen and engage, not everyone is like that. Stars that shine this bright often burn out faster and its never fair. Again my condolences. Love Jac Rayner❤️
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Tanner,
We are so sorry for your loss and hope your memories provide you comfort at this time.
Take care,
Dee and Lucy
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I miss you. Everyday. Elephant shoes, babe. I’ll wait for my alligator boots. ❤️
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Scott my son my heart is broken, I will love you and miss you forever
To Cyndi and Joanne and all of Scott’s beloved, I mourn with you. I’m not sure if anyone will remember me but I knew Scott a long time ago— he was (and still is) my first love). I spent many hours playing Rummy with him in the basement of his sister’s house, out in Transcona. I drank black coffee with him as we visited his mom. I remember the time when he stayed with his brother in St. James. When I first met him he lived in a cool warehouse apartment on Lydia and he had couches that Gary Doer had given him. He was hanging out at Rossbrook House one night and he and his friends got chased home by a bunch of people with a baseball bat! When Scott looked at you he truly saw you. When Scott smiled or laughed it was genuine. When Scott signed my grade 12 year book (after I graduated — which was a doubtful occurrence) he wrote: I am proud of you. Those words are with me to this day, nearly 30 years later.
If there were words I could say to him now, they would be the same: “Hey Scott, I’m proud of you. I love you. Go in peace.”
Love and grace to all who knew him.
Thank you Jill
I remember you