I'm so sad to hear the news of Keith's death.
In the late 80's I lived nearby, in Cromhall, and somehow got to know Keith and his music. I remember driving him, and I think once the whole family, back from gigs. They didn't own a car, and lived out in the sticks. I felt privileged to be able to do that, and they were such lovely people. I recall how Keith and Julie told the children not to act important just because their dad was the star of the show. Top parenting!
Very occasionally, Keith would pop in to the Royal Oak, our village pub. He was well respected there, though I'm sure not fully understood. Would any genius be fully understood by the regulars at a rural pub in Gloucestershire?
Another memory that stuck in my mind is Keith once saying "Julie rolls the joint, and I put on the Coltrane." Now that's an evening in for you!
Keith's shows were awe-inspiring, and 30 odd years later I still have several vivid moments from them in my head. I need to go get the recordings out.
Thank you for the memories, Keith; for the music, and for your dedicated humanity. My condolences to Julie and the kids.