A philosophy he continued into management
Kelly Preston, more famous for being Travolta’s wife than an actress in her own right. 57.
Benjamin Keough, Elvis Presley’s grandson, dead at only 27.
Or is he?
Self inflicted gunshot wound so I guess more than likely
They lost a Son as well along the way.
RIP
With all the tributes to Jack Charlton there has been a deafening silence from his brother Bobby, very very sad. With Jack going downhill over the past few years, suffering from dementia apparently, you really would have thought Bobby could have patched things up. I know they fell out several years ago, their respective wives didn’t get on apparently which was the main cause of the rift, but it is so sad that in old age they didn’t bury the hatchet. What they achieved together in 1966 should surely have overridden everything else. Life’s too short for bearing grudges.
Squires nails it again.
That’s just a stunning cartoon. Perfect.
Peter Green, founder member of Fleetwood Mac, has hit his last chord. RIP.
Peter Green…my original guitar here has passed away. He was truly one of the great guitarists and as BB King was quoted “The only man to give me cold sweats”: Peter Green (musician) - Wikipedia
This is just a throw away piece as a fill in whilst another in the band changes a broken string…RIP Peter…
Very sad. He was brilliant
He really was the genuine article. I was lucky enough to have seen the original Fleetwood Mac in a small, sweaty blues club in Folkestone. Just wonderful. He actually lived in Southampton in the late 70s when he was recuperating from his illness. Was in a thrown together band with Ray Dorset of Mungo Jerry fame for a while.
Yeah I saw him a few of times, once at Southampton Uni and twice at The Centre Inn in town (1979-80)when he was living in Southampton. I was also supposed to see him with FM headlining at an outdoor one day festival at Reading FC’s old ground, the weekend before he was supposed to leave FM. Unfortunately it poured with rain all day and the gig was abandoned before it started.
The gigs at The Centre Inn were billed as his comeback but it was short lived and he didn’t really start gigging regularly again until the late '80s. I couldn’t watch his later gigs…I wanted to remember him in his heyday.
He worked as a porter for a short while at the Royal South Hants, would have been around 1977/ 78. I was working in the theatres there at the time. He wasn’t there long, left suddenly, he was still fragile and wouldn’t acknowledge his past life at all apparently. I was told that another porter tipped off the press and the cunts turned up at the hospital trying to doorstep him. He never turned up for work again.
Taken from an appreciation by Ed Vulliamy in the Guardian:
RIP - the Argos Catalogue
When I was a little boy and bored I would sometimes play a game where I opened a random page from the games section of the catalogue and got to choose anything. Looking back that’s quite sad. Luckily I progressed to the lingerie section of Kays soon after.
Grattons was so much better for that, especially pre-shaving days
Would, would, would, wood