contemplativesome really nice imagery here. Too bad I didn't have the nerve to ask Archie Fisher to sing this at his concert last month in Santa Cruz.
Stan wasn't the most attractive man in the world, just looking at him. When he started to sing or talk, well, I miss him. It's so ironic, Stan mostly bald, Garnet with his wonderful long hair and widow's peak. Now that man is handsome--yes, the hair is part of it. They are both grand and loyal men.
by Stan:
by Garnet (his brother):
by Nathan (stan's son)
This is where he sounds so much like his father
As you can see, the Rogers men each have their own styles
Music by Garnet, to words by the 19 century English clergyman and novelist, Charles Kingsley (Water Babies was his)
Who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
Bluenose was the name of my first car, an old VW Fastback, bought the year Stan died (1983). She had a Canadian dime, with the Bluenose cutout to display it, tied to her rearview window stem.
In December 1992, I was at Epcot in the Canadian exhibit round film room. This song came on as the soundtrack to the 360˚ film by which we were surrounded. I began to weep. It was another year or two before I'd be able to choose to hear Stan's music--before then, I would just cry if I heard it. His loss still hurt that intensely.
