Remembering Joe Cocker
Joe Cocker has died. From what I've read, he had a life of peaks and valleys with perhaps more valleys than peaks. [Don't miss the obituary in The Telegraph.]
But he was, simply put, a marvelous singer; one who sounded as if he started each day with a breakfast of gravel.
It's time to crank up the Mad Dogs and Englishmen album. Rest In Peace.
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