Into The Woods
When I was new to Portland back in 2001, I got a job as a bank teller for Wells Fargo at their Moreland Sellwood branch. Just across the street stood the old Wilhelm Funeral Home, an eerie looking place complete with a built in crematorium. Every day, either Old Man Wilhelm himself or his young blond secretary would bring their deposit across the street- a pile of checks that each represented one dead person. I had long forgotten all of this, but over the course of 2009 while Blind Pilot was on the road, the funeral home was sold and converted into a music venue called The Woods. Then last night, things came full circle when I played The Woods as part of Rachel Starshine Robinson’s band. Although it was really just another gig, I couldn’t help but reflect on how odd life’s chronology can be as I looked out the window at my old workplace while warming up in the green room.
Wow! It’s a small world we live in. Good story, Dave!
–Maija