God has taken another two of of the great sixties musical legends Don Everly of the Everly Brothers and Charlie Watts of the Rolling Stones.
As you pass through life a piece of music become a date stamp that you can look back on and remember what you were doing the first time you heard it.
So hear I go.
When I was sixteen and attending Erdington College, Birmingham one day a week occasionally in the dinner hour I would go to a small caff on the high street with another boy and hurriedly eat a plate of egg and chips.
They had the first juke box that I had ever seen and the one dinnertime someone played Bird Dog one of the brothers early hits, and I thought Wow.
The only time I saw them life was in the UK and it has always brought back mixed emotions because the following morning my Mom died.
How I wish I had spent that night with her and not attending their concert.
I saw the Stones when they were still teens and so was I; but how mesmerizing they were with that blues style of riffs. And Charlie Watts was part of that distinctive sound that pulsed through the building and the audience.
Bet God Has to take a lot of paracetamol; its his own fault he should have left Charlie down here a bit longer.
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