Rich

I should also mention that the fabulous Lawrie Keys at Tempo in Southall had been kind enough to lend me a bass for the night, so if the Wal hadn't arrived in time we'd still have been able to play.

Chapel of Love - The Dixie Cups

Yeah but... Oh bog off [/runs out of vocabulary]

Minute by Minute - The Doobie Brothers

Harsh! But entirely fair

Waaay back in 1987, our extremely good rock-pop band played a gig at a now-long-dead venue in Reading (the Majestic, for anyone who remembers it/cares) one evening - afterwards all the stuff gets loaded into the van ready for the next gig in London a few days later. We get to the London venue (the fabulous Red Lion in Brentford, RIP), all the stuff comes off the van... except for the long black case with 'Wal' on it... frantic phone calls all round, eventually in desperation I called the Majestic... "Ah yes, it's sitting in the manager's office...". A mate goes to pick it up, races up the M4 and puts it into my hands 5 mins before we go on... From then on, my bass ALWAYS came home with me. As a side note, that was the night I first met my ex-wife.

If it was Cardiff-ish, I'd be up for it.

I’m Going Slightly Mad - Queen

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Stay With Me Till Dawn - Judie Tzuke

Hell yes, he was absolutely key. I particularly love his work on Steeltown, the whole album is a bass tour de force from first note to last. And to cap it all, he's a really nice bloke too.

Just a Little Herb - Aswad

I count myself as very lucky -- it's the same ivory-tinkler in both bands, and I've only ever once had to ask him to go easy on the old left hand. That was back when we first started playing together, and he's steered clear of it ever since.

Just to show there's no hard feelings, I've bought you a lovely pot plant as a peace offering.

Wrecking Ball - the Boss

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads

Good Morning Starshine - Oliver. Known for the socially and politically incisive nature of its lyrics: Gliddy glub gloopy, nibby nabby noopy la, la, la, lo, lo Sabba sibby sabba, nooby abba nabba, le, le, lo, lo Tooby ooby walla, nooby abba naba. I think that's a message we can all get behind in these dark times.

Yes, somebody appears to be chopping onions very near me too.

These Boots Are Made for Walkin' - Nancy Sinatra

Ouch! - The Rutles

I can NOT believe this thread has gone on for so long with no pictures. Disgraceful behaviour, you should all be ashamed.

You are my dad and I claim my five pounds.

Rebel Without a Clue - Bonnie Tyler

Agreed wholeheartedly on all counts. I loved Big Country and SA's untimely passing was a tragedy on many levels. A solemn reminder of the need to talk, to ask "are you ok?", to listen.