Don’t worry, I’m in good condition for a guy in my condition. (Yes, Kenny Loggins *was* in a psychedelic band. My post-retirement plan is to play nursing homes. “We don’t play your memories; we play your flashbacks.”)
I have the luxury of being able to spend time ruminating about one of my hobbies.
Today, a man that I knew many years ago (but recently re-connected with on Facebook) let me know that his wife had just passed away unexpectedly. She apparently was a fan of some songs I had recorded and distributed (on cassette tapes) in the mid-1980s, and would I share a song on her memorial page?
So I posted a link to what I had: https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B5cQDeHpx6XkYXd4dG9VR29oQzA
I posted a while back about meeting Lady Katrina of Coventry, then the Premier Bard of Ansteorra. Another Wow moment.
So that’s got me to thinking. What will I really be remembered for? I can’t really control that. At least there wasn’t Instagram back in the 80s when I was stupid.
So what performers do I remember?
Cadfan… The Death Lay of Bowie Gizzardsbane (which I got to reprise at KWCB in 2015)
Ragnar… Untimely taken. His collected works:
Robin of Gilwell… “The Baron.” His comments helped me cut it down to fit a very sharp timeline, and it worked. Not to mention the way he’s lived his life. A Peer in every sense.
Duchess Seiglinge Syr… A classically-trained operatic soprano who was very kind to me.
And so many more…
Ohhh myyyy….. John Inchingham and the House of Sans Nomen NAILED IT!!!