April 2016

In another time's forgotten space, your eyes looked through your mother's face. Wildflower seed on the sand and stone. May the four winds blow you safely home. In Franklin's Tower the four winds sleep, like four lean hounds the lighthouse keep. Wildflower seed in the sand and wind. May the four winds blow you home again. - Robert Hunter, 1975 Hello friends. I couldn't have foreseen that I would be writing a tribute to another one of the greatest innovators and musical artists of our time