My Heros are artists.
I don’t take that statement lightly. They are usually artists I know that influence me. I love them more then you will ever know.
Last Saturday an artist died, that I knew, more then he knew.
Raymond Novak Jr., a fellow Czech, more like a Bohemian, embodied art. A poet, a writer, a musician, an actor and a painter.
Tonight there is a memorial of sorts at the Top Hat in Downtown Sioux Falls honoring this man, please come. Learn.
Towards the end of this video you hear his good friend Martin Dill talk about this great guy, a shooting star.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnJGX85pkdI[/youtube]
So I guess it is story time, Ray used to live next door to me in this apartment building, and I started getting a lot of calls from friends for him, at first I didn’t understand it, but one day I just started getting him when calls came in. So I asked him, “Why are people calling me for you?” And Ray said, “I give people your number for mine.” and I said, “Why?” and Ray, oh Ray, says, “Because I don’t have a phone and you do.”
That was Ray.
Scott
My condolences on the loss of your friend.
If I was in Sioux Falls, Mr. E, I would come to that place and listen and learn about this fellow. I am sorry.
Been at Black Sheep for an hour and thirty
Now going to the bank to get money to give a girl
She’ll spend it before I leave town
Hope she buys something nice
Maybe a bag of donuts and dreams
Later her cat will play a duet with charm
A song for the old boys plus Raybo and me
Charles Luden
Dec 11, 2014
He was greatly loved by those that met him and embodied love itself. I knew him through the Community Playhouse and at Great Plains coffee. Just thinking about him brings a smile.
In honor of Raybo, just an act of paying it forward and making someone smile is in order.
Great actor, he was part of the Deadwood, Wild Bill Hickock show one summer.