R.I.P.
It’s not often you hear people describe a guitarist who doesn’t generally do solos as one of the all-time greats. But countless other guitar greats gave that accolade to Steve Cropper.
With her bleach-blonde hair, scarlet lipstick and outrageous self-designed creations, Pam Hogg was the archetypal rock goddess. Even though she wasn’t one herself.
Jimmy Cliff was one of the first reggae singers to enjoy a hit single in the UK. And one of the outliers who turned Jamaica’s national music into a global sound.
Dave Ball was one of the least starry rock stars I ever met. It’s probably why we became mates.
Ace Frehley, aka Space Ace, aka The Spaceman, was the creator of countless heavy rock riffs – and solos – in his role as lead guitarist of Kiss.
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.
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