“The mourners here were friends of my parents, musicians from Yorkville: family friends from out of town whom I’d met on a few occasions, all nice folks who played music at one time or another, a little loopy from too much prescription medication for joint inflammations and anti-social tendencies, who suffered from deafness in one ear and ringing sensations in the other. There were men in deerskin vests and bolo ties, wearing graying lambchops. Wiry guys with high foreheads and veiny forearms, session players who followed their own style, all skinny leather ties and short sleeved cotton shirts and scraggly facial hair, single earrings and sweatbands onstage, a dress code for rockers in midlife as rigid as a street gang’s.”
Kevin Chong, “Baroque-a-Nova”, 2001
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