I lived with Raphael on Waller St in SF in 1967. I worked at night and every morning I'd fall asleep to Raphael playing softly in the living room. Sometimes I'd come home for lunch at 3 AM and in a darkened house I'd hear his girlfriend Susie snapping a pie pan by candle light and 6 people in our kitchen- Raphael playing the sax - not blowing into it - just slapping the pads gently. Raphael would play gigs with Pharaoh Sanders and McCoy Tyler and come home and play with us. I think he liked it cause we didn't know anything. I was 17. He made us bamboo flutes - which he somehow could get to be perfectly tuned. He had something called the Raphael Garrett Circus that same summer- they'd give him a room at the DeYoung that he would fill with percussion and wind instruments and people would just grab and ax and sit down and play. He loved the freedom of it. Raphael was Music. This morning I've been listening to an album that he made in Chicago in 85 at One Flight Up. Kahil El'Zabar's compositions - Raphael's distinctive thumb piano style on side one- its called 'Sacred Love'.