Sky Harbor

In memoriam

Sky Harbor, born Kurt Howard, was a phenomenal human being, and still one of the greatest natural guitarists I’ve ever had the pleasure of listening to. He never played the same lead twice, and sometimes sounded like he was searching in futility during rehearsal, but once on stage, dressed impeccably and looking like a musical god, he ripped into his leads like a magical wizard who knew the answer to all of life’s mysteries and was ready to bless the universe with his brilliance. Always a pleasure to be around as well. Knew more about music than the rest of us put together. After the band dissipated, he lost his way on the streets of a distant city, until surfacing near the end damaged and shaken, but retaining his beautiful spirit. It was with great sorrow that I learned of the day we’d lost him for good. Play on with the angels, beautiful Sky.