Brother George is a real person- a disheveled mystic who appeared one day like a long and leery shadow- a little reeling but still erect- while wearing a peculiar hat and who staggered to the stage with requests to do that song by The Band or that Dylan one or do you know that other song, that, “here, hear, starts like this I think” and we’d quiet down to hear the ‘sqaw’ ‘haw’ ‘hjrone’ of his harmonica. But the fun that continued afterwards would see Brother George following us back to our house where we’d play more music until he passed out on the couch after drinking the last of the wine. A few years ago he passed on from this life and we realized Brother George was never just a man or a band but had turned into our musical brotherhood.
