When I heard that Freddie of Freddie and the Dreamers" died today, I could only think of a memorial service where people did "The Freddie" (For the young folk who lack info on this 60's icon, "The Freddie" is a dance similar to a jumping jack, though you don't leave the ground.)
Be careful what you become famous for, and make sure your final arrangements are in the hands of people you trust.
Although, yours truly has not laid down any wishes for my Endgig (except to tell a friend she had to write the Eulogy), I feel slightly secure in the fact that my attorney brother will never permit a spectacle against my wishes. He will know that it will not play out in the context of the religion in which we were raised.
But neither will it be California pagan.
The least people could do would be to cry.
The best would be a playing of the Mozart piece I can't remember offhand & a reading of Mencken's "Exeunt Omnes"
And my coffin dragged by a chihuahua.