12-22-14
Joe Cocker died
today, at least that is what the Huffington Post says. I never saw
Joe but his music was an important part of the soundtrack of my life.
When he sang those songs on Sheffield Steel I could really feel him
reaching down into his gut to let us know what the lyrics meant.
Some many camping mornings fire going having that post breakfast
Labbatt 50 the boom box was blaring that disk over and over again.
To some he was a
joke and people laughed at those onstage gyrations. But in a studio
with the right production team he could create a personal anthem
again and again. He was grittier and dirtier than that smokey
whiskey voice of Van Morrison. He had more energy hidden in each
syllable that he sang that any of the “stars” created by the hit
making machines on TV today.
Mr. Cocker we will
miss you.
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