Sitting here listening to Relayer and reading all of the wonderful tributes to Chris. I posted earlier today, but sitting here I just remembered a little story I would like to share.
In the late 80's I was living in the Calumet Region, Hammond, Indiana to be exact, and there was a local Yes tribute band called Drama that a band I was in was opening for at a local bar. We get done with our set, and being a Yes fan, I was looking forward to checking these guys out. So they're just about done setting up and I'm trying to figure out who the bass player is when up steps this guy dressed in a red flannel shirt, tucked into blue jeans, cowboy boots, cowboy hat, big belt buckle, wearing a sunburst Peavey T-40. Being young and naïve at the time, I look at my drummer, roll my eyes, and sarcastically say "this oughta be good".
Well they start to play, and he kills it! The tone the licks, everything! I was stunned! I'm looking at this cowboy playing a T-40 and I hear Chris Squire playing a Ric. The rest of the band was really good too and I remember staying most of their first set but had to leave before they took their break, so I never did get to talk to the guy and find out how he did that. I still think of it from time to time, and Chris' passing reminded me of it again today.
So once again, here's to you Mr Squire, may you sail on the silent wings of freedom. And here's to that cowboy playing a T-40. I hope he's still out their killin' it.