Robin and Linda Williams: February's Early Message
Dear Friends, David Card gave us a call so we're heading down to Poor David's Pub in Dallas on Saturday, February 1. We were surprised to see him last June at the Kerrville Folk Festival and had a good time talking about music and catching up as he drove us around for a couple of days. When music venues continue for decades, as Poor David's has done, it's usually because one person has put his life's blood into it. We congratulate Brother Card for all he's done to keep the music flowing and we're glad he reached out to have us back. After Poor David's we'll hang around Dallas for a few days and visit with Robin's stepmother for a day or two before heading south to San Marcos, TX. There we'll play a concert at Texas State on Friday, February 7, at a nice recital hall in the Performing Arts Center. The "Supple Music Series" is named after a former president of the university, Jerry Supple, who was an ardent and knowledgeable music fan and went out of his way to make sure that folk music was a part of campus life. Yay for Jerry! Since we brought it up in paragraph one, back to the subject of retirement. We don't know if the concept even applies to us. Isn't retirement predicated on one having had a job? It's been a lot of work over the years but we're not sure we have ever called what we do a job. We think we're living the dream. David Olney, doesn't have to ponder such things now. He was an incredible songwriter and performer who forged a unique path in the world of music and followed a creative and independent muse that we admired from the first time we met him. That was when we lived in Nashville in the early 1970s and, though we didn't cross paths all that often after we moved to VA, we followed each other's careers and were glad to see each other when we did. He'd always remind us that we were one of the first to record one of his songs. He died on stage a week ago at a festival in Florida. His death is hard on everyone, his fans and friends and especially his wife and children. But it wasn't hard on him. He just stopped mid-song, said "I'm sorry" to the audience, lowered his chin to his chest - and he was gone. David will never be forgotten in this household. That's a somber closing to this message. Perhaps a bumper sticker will lighten things up. Bumper Sticker Of The Month: One ply toilet paper, one of the greatest false economies. Hope this finds you all well and busy. And if you know anyone in Texas who likes music, send them our way.
Your pals,
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