Heard this on the satellite radio the other day, drivin' home from work. I probably had the sunroof open all the way, soakin' in the cooler weather we've been blessed with lately. This little number came on and I cranked the volume. Bliss! I hadn't heard it in a good while.
Oh yea? Terry Kath was God.
It's been a little over thirty years since he passed. I think it was my Junior year in high school. Same era when we lost folks like Elvis and much Lynard Skynard. Seems like they all went within' the space of a year. I still miss them all a lot. Cheers!
Friday, September 25, 2009
More cowbell please!
Posted by FHB at 12:34 PM
Labels: Chicago, Terry Kath
1 comment:
Chicago was never the same after Kath's death. The man had a style all his own, with the wah-wah especially. His solo on "25 or 6 to 4" still blows me away.
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