Here is a prime example of the keytar's "relevance"; perhaps its finest moment, too, in the nimble hands of "Dreamweaver" Gary Wright. Alas, the keytar would soon fall from pop-star fingers to be victimized in the hands of new wavers with their "new wave" anti-rock smash the state aspirations. Fucking kids spoil EVERYTHING.

Okay, so they ain't KEYTARS so much as actual keyboards hung 'round their shoulders. Dag...I can't recall a day when I woulda' imagined Gary Wright could sell out an open-air auditorium, but...the video testifies he did.

Wright, for all his solo success was part of the late-'60s/early-'70s English rock group, Spooky Tooth—a group whose catalog I'd like to better remember him by.