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Shelagh McDonald's tribute to Keith Christmas (via Ian A Anderson - and the Royal Mail)
Shelagh McDonald isn't online but very much wanted to share a tribute to Keith Christmas who left us last week. So she typed it out and asked me if I could post it. It finally turned up today, three days from Lanark by Royal Mail first class! [Keith & Shelagh's 1970 debut albums, produced by the late Sandy Robertson, were very much intertwined]
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Yesterday was a sad day for music, but an infinitely sadder one for me. The news of Keith's passing, though not entirely unexpected, nevertheless stretches one's credulity to the limit. How could a man with so much soul, vitality and inexhaustible creativity be taken from us – it seemed impossible. For anyone fortunate enough to have come within Keith's orbit would not have failed to recognised his lust for life which could fill an entire auditorium, let alone an intimate folk venue. There was so much more to him than mere musical craftsmanship. There are superb guitarists aplenty, but none in my experience who could ignite their live acoustic performances with so much fire and drama. Or, as I call it “The Keith Christmas Experience”, which rewrote the performance script for folk venues up and down the country. The last time I saw Keith he had, months previously, undergone major heart surgery. I remember moaning to him about feeling my age, to which his immediate response was, “It's all in your head Shelagh, we're surrounded by energy and it's there for the taking if you've a mind for it”. That was way back in 2013. I'll miss his irrepressible optimism, his wisdom, his ability to listen and advise without passing judgement, his immense generosity of spirit. I will miss my truest friend, Keith Christmas. So, let's honour Keith's life's work. Let's listen with new hearts and new ears to his legacy bestowed on us. Let's savour his startlingly insightful lyrics, his virtuoso finger picking, hear him sending up or shaking his fist to the heavens when something triggers his ire, and finally drink in his beautiful love songs, the mature, creative fruitage of a consummate artist. Meanwhile I send my deepest sympathies to his lovely wife Sian and family. Shelagh McDonald 10/10/26
1970 pic by Keith Morris, © The Keith Morris Archive
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