What bad, bad news. We were lucky enough to open for the Coppers when they played the Freight and Salvage in Berkeley. Bob asked us onstage to sing with the family at the end of the night. It'll never get better than that for me musically.

Beyond his music, he was a sweet, warm, funny man, and one of the finest blues air guitarists ever, but that story is another night and another bottle of beer....

Condolences to John, Jill, Jon and the next generations.

I'll hoist a pint for Bob tonight.

Fear no more the heat of the sun.

D