R.I.P.
I have to confess I never really paid much attention to the rise of D’Angelo, wrongly filing him away as a smooth R&B crooner of bedroom ballads.
For more than 60 years Danny Thompson was the go-to guy for anyone in need of a double bass player.
A sad day indeed: this is the first song I heard by Blancmange – and now stands now as a poignant elegy for Stephen Luscombe.
How fantastic is this! Eddie Palmieri’s music instantly puts a smile on your face, fills you with joy, and makes you want to start dancing.
Terry Reid was fated to be remembered much more for what he didn’t do than anything he did, forever immortalised as a kind of Zelig figure in pop.
I’ve loved Mexican music for a long time and the first time I heard it was on Ry Cooder’s 1976 album Chicken Skin Music. And the songs that stood out were the ones featuring the accordion of Flaco Jimenez.
Sad to hear of another rock’n’roll death, this time of George Kooymans, lead guitarist and co-founder of Dutch rockers Golden Earring.
Heavy metal was never my music and Black Sabbath were never my band. But Ozzy superseded the genre he and his mates invented.
It’s ironic that Connie Francis unwittingly reached a new generation when this song went viral on Tik Tok in May – two months before her death at the age of 87.