*butt helmet

*poop dispenser cozy

*coozieprophelia

Yeah, we've been having a run lately on famous performers
and composers dying. Aznavour, the most prominent of the
batch: "France's Frank Sinatra" ("Hey! I thought his name
was Francis Albert Sinatra"). On that same day we had a
couple of others: Stelvio Cipriani (Psy-Fi probably knows his
work), and the incredible Jerry González dying in a house
fire (his Fort Apache Band was an incredible force of heat!)

Kim Larson (I used to listen to his band Gasolin' in college),
Tulsidas Borkar (a harmonium-playing inspiration for me),
Otis Rush (he was always great to see live) and Marty Balin
("Miracles" will always have a place in my heart) have already
been mentioned. ...and what Joseph Hoo Kim did for reggae -
can it be quantified? Same for Wesley Tinglin, the Studio One
singer with The Viceroys.

Felton Pruett: can you put in words what his steel guitar work
did for the Hank Williams? The wonderful Peruvian waltzes of
Carmencita Lara; Maartin Allcock with Fairport Convention
and Jethro Tull; the jump blues of the great Big Jay McNeely;
and the absolutely fantastic Rachid Taha who was a bit like the
Joe Strummer of Algeria.

and just today we lost, at such a young age, the great Carnatic
violinist, Balabhaskar who died from injuries after a car crash.

Arse cap.

Pork pie brown eye.

*fart box Fedora

Superb work.

*dutch fez

*splendiferous endeavor