JUST BEYOND MY SIGHT

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Bob-portrait-by-PatBob Chorush
(Photo by PH Vedomske)

Bob was one of the wittiest, most creative souls we’ve ever known. Was the last guy to interview Jim Morrison and Jim Croce. Brilliant animal-rights activist (see below). Painted our car canary yellow. Tried to win a jalapeno pepper-eating contest. And once took a bubble bath in a convertible for another radio stunt.

We were good friends when he was living in Vancouver but we lost contact when both of us started moving around and Google hadn’t yet stuck an RFID on everyone.

About a month ago I got thinking about him and went online trying to track him down. Didn’t take long to discover he’d passed away in 2011. One thing is guaranteed – wherever he is now he is definitely not ‘resting in peace’; he’s surrounded by friendly creatures of all types, has 10 projects on the go, and is looking for more.

Anyway, Bob and I wrote a couple tunes together so I pulled them up to give them a listen and decided they were worthy of new productions and new recordings. This is the first. Cheers, Bob!

JUST BEYOND MY SIGHT

Who will warm my heart tonight
And steal away this pain
What memory will hold me tight
And lift me once again

Yes, all of those who’ve warmed my heart
Are far away tonight
And reaching out I feel the world
Just beyond my sight
Yes, all around I feel the world
Just beyond my sight

Who will warm my heart tonight
What memory of bliss
Will it be your love for me
That lifts me like a kiss

‘Cause all of those who’ve warmed my heart
Are far away tonight
And reaching out I feel the world
Just beyond my sight
Yes, all around I feel the world
Just beyond my sight

Yes, all of those who’ve warmed my heart
Are far away tonight
And reaching out I feel the world
Just beyond my sight
Yes, all around I feel the world
Just beyond my sight
All around I feel the world
Just beyond my sight

© Bob Chorush & VC Powel

A WONDERFUL EXAMPLE of BOB’S CAPERS

From http://www.animalliberationfront.com/Saints/ARHallOfFame/BobChorush.htm

“I’ll never forget his anti-duck hunting antics.

He and some friends got hunting licenses rented a boat and rowed out in the pond where hunters were waiting patiently for the ducks to fly over. As soon as they got settled they started blasting away at nothing in particular—but making sure that no ducks would come anywhere near the place.

The regular hunters summoned the game warden who asked them what in the heck they thought they were doing. Bob calmly explained the he and his friends had a new theory about duck hunting called ‘shoot and they’ll come.’ They were trying it out; they were all properly licensed and the game warden knew of no wildlife management literature to cite which had refuted the ‘shoot and they’ll come’ Theory.”