Shame - I was never into Duane Eddy but the Moody Blues were right up there in my list of favourite bands - spent many a happy hour mesmerized by their music. I used to particularly love their song Go Now - so sad that they've Gone Now...Good bye to Duane Eddy... one of the key influencer in the development of rock and roll
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and to Mike Pinder of Nights in Whie Satin and the Moody Blues fame..
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Memories of music in Germany in the 60s. That would be around the time a friend and I were hitch hiking to Italy - and got stuck in Heidelberg late at night. We decided to shelter in an underpass, settled down for the night, turned the trannie on to hear Pet Clark singing 'Don't Sleep in the Subway'. A few minutes later we realised what sound advice that was - the mother of all thunderstorms broke and we were flushed out.
German exchange in Hamburg 1978 was the key moment (see what I did there?
) and the song was Highway Star by Deep Purple. I was already rock orientated, but that took things to a new level for me.
He's probably rattling the Pearly Gates right now and shouting "Gizza job"...
It's funny how, after the career he's had, he is probably best remembered for his role in a film from 1970.Donald Sutherland, RIP Oddball, no negative waves whereever you are.
Reading a retrospective in Rolling Stone magazine on-line, he was never even nominated for an Oscar. Considering his career and the number of Oscar Winning films and actors he was involved in, that is a staggering statistic. MASH, Klute, Ordinary People, Six Degrees of Separation, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, A Time to Kill, Hunger Games.... it's an extraordinary body of work.Donald Sutherland, RIP Oddball, no negative waves whereever you are.
Certainly underrated given the talent he nursed along the way.
Sad news.
I was too young to go to the Railway Hotel where The Who played everyweek - I wish I had known at the time.Sad news.
I saw him with his band The Bluesbreakers at the Railway Hotel in Harrow a couple of times back in the 60s. Memorable gigs because both times I was near-deaf for three days afterwards.
I probably was too, but wasn't going to let that stop me.
That truly is awful. My youngest son suffers from the same thing and my wife and I dread the day the police coming knocking on our door with unwanted news.
