An Aussie icon, and a true legend has passed, at 91.
Fly high Chad Morgan - “The Sheik of Scrubby Creek”.
@sclay maybe worth copying over to be first post in a new 2025 thread mate
Ah… Donny’s big brother.
I used to listen to them, the Partridge Family & the Carpenters all the time (age 8) till my uncle gave me Sgt. Pepper. It’s been only downhill since then!
A the singer or one of the first songs I learned (Soul man) ( a bit) on guitar 34 years ago died at a respectable age but in a crappy way…
RIP John Sykes
RIP Garth Hudson
I think I’m going to re watch Once Were Brothers tonight.
Jackie Farry died a couple of weeks ago. She was in the industry and was very nice. We had a number if things in common.
Anyway FCancer
https://www.jackiefarry.com/raffle/
Please mod dont remove. There is no raffle, this is a 20 year old page.
Jakie on left with white forster grants. Not my photo.

So now only Robert Wyatt is still with us from the original lineup of Soft Machine… IMO Mike Ratledge is quite underrated among (prog/fusion) keyboard players despite his unique sound and style.
RIP Jamie Muir, percussionist/noisemaker of King Crimson
Oh dear, no disrespect but Dead Drummer day ??
Loved King Crimson and loved the jam, oh yeah and love the beat.
Sad day !
And I’m 69 at the end of March this year, the Reaper gets closer every year, maybe I should write a song about that.
Don’t Fear the Reaper. Ironic that a different song by the Blue Oyster Cult just came on the radio as I was reading this.
Bit sad hearing this news late yesterday, especially as I’d been hacking my way through ‘That’s Entertainment’ and ‘English Rose’ myself earlier in the day.
I was a little too young to appreciate The Jam during their pomp, but they (and Adam and the Ants
) were the first ‘proper’ music I recall listening to back in around 81/82. Both still get a lot of air play here to this day.
Saw Rick 5 or 6 times performing with ‘From The Jam’ over the last decade or so and each time had a fantastic night out. One of those drummers (like Watts, Copeland and Mosely) who just do their thing in the background, unlike the flashy stickmen in the Moon/Nico Mcbrain mould. Foxton’s enthusiasm on stage certainly more than made up in this area …!
I’ll be putting on the (metaphorical) parka today I think, as I dip into their back catalogue.
Such a beautiful voice.
I was saddened this morning when I got up to see roberta died. My mom loved her, she was more hippy but she loved the R&B stuff too and always said Flack broke the ceiling. I remember hearing a lot of her music when I was a kid.
I thought I would come in to see if it was posted. I knew you guys would offer the respect she deserved. Well done guys.
Jim White’s tribute to David Johansen who died the day before yesterday, with a clip from the BBC documentary mentioned below.
“Sad news on the passing of legendary New York Dolls singer David Johansen. He appeared in Searching for the Wrong Eyed Jesus, that BBC documentary that I also had a role in.
This song, recorded live in a dive motel room in rural West Virginia with Larry Salzman on guitar, highlights the profound, elegant soulfulness that DJ displayed as a vocalist.
I stood at the doorway of the room, watching the scene unfold while this song was being recorded, just marveling at his flawless tone and presentation. The day outside was cold and grey and the forlorn landscape seemed to be asking for such a sonic accompaniment.
Afterwards DJ and I spoke a bit, and before too long he was inviting me to come stay with him up in New York City. I was stunned at his welcoming disposition. Then a short time later I heard him make the same offer to a member of the BBC film crew. I guess that’s just how he conducted his life—with an open door.
DJ’s appearance in the BBC doc was a fragment of a larger, truly magical improvisation that he did, talking about his memories of Alan Lomax and Lomax’s means of collecting of those songs that appear on that seminal Smithsonian American Folkways recording.
I found it quite astonishing that DJ apparently knew Lomax and listened with awe as he spoke at length about the near otherworldly gatherings that he attended with Lomax.
In the end the monologue about Lomax was mostly cut in favor of the musical performance.
Some folks are just born to live at the crossroads of meaning as magic swirls around them. DJ seemed to be one such soul. I wish him peace and a fine journey beyond this finite realm that we call our earthly home.”