Play On Captain Stan

I can't pick up a brush without thinking of the man. The man we all knew as "Captain Stan" His colors were vibrant his brushstrokes the same. He saw with a vision that few could explain. His honesty refreshing his comments sublime. If you needed a friend well Stan made the time. As we sat in the hallways of musty old main, this brilliant old man could drive you insane, with political chatter of the world's rights and wrongs then you would look around you and see you were only one of his throng. Like gravity he pulled you to him but he never weighted you down. He could set your mind free with his guitar's unique sound. So when I shall paint now an Ode I will sing! To Stan the Man Sporny the grey headed king! You are missed Captain Stan!


Stan Sporny playing Guitar in his studio from delano on Vimeo.

Happy November 5th

Somehow in the comical cosmic sense of things it is humorous and a bit obscure that today is November 5th. I find it only fitting to bemuse you with a quaint clip from a political idealist. Enjoy!







He took the words right from my mouth.