Harley Tarlitz

The wind is whistling through the willows, the wind is whistling through the trees; the sound of the wind makes my heart ache, )Harley Tarlitz. C.1980) I can´t remember the rest of the song but it seems appropriate now. Beyond music, Harley loved astronomy and introduced my brother Dale and I to it. thank you Harley and rest in peace, love, Robin.

Sad to see Harley go, he was a very welcome presence in the bluegrass community in Southern CA...here's a vintage photo of him with some of the most respected "usual suspects" in L.A. bluegrass, and another more recent one where he's with my old buddy Brantley Kearns.