Alan Frazier and Daisy DeBolt, at least at one time. I saw them while in college in 1969 (yes, I am old) and I have rarely seen two people communicate so intimately through their music. And the communication included an additional instrumentalist, Ian Gunther on the fiddle. Man, they were intense. I honestly forgot about myself as I watched them sing and play their incredible songs for five nights in a row. Their sets had a pulse like breathing, or waves on the shore. . .

I know I've mentioned them before, but it was something I will never get over. And although I understand that they are no longer together as a couple or an act, what they had then was something I have hoped for ever since - a partnership based in music that makes everything else seem small and insignificant.