my little page in memory of composer/arranger/actor Frank DeVol. Traces
of his work dust over my childhood memories in such a strange and intangible
way. Those swinging harpsichord flourishes seem to trigger something deep
within! Years ago I had contacted him with the thought of doing an interview
or some kind of project but was not able to find time to do this, since
literally no one had ever seriously catalogued his accomplishments.