I'll be 60 next year and the only regret I have about age is living long enough to see people you've known or followed for so many years pass on to the next.
Growing up in the 70's, after Rod Stewart hit so big with EVERY PICTURE, I began to trace him back through Long John Baldry, and came upon he was actually in a band, the Faces. Once I got the timeline straight that it used to be the Small Faces, and Marriott had left for Humble Pie and Rod and Woody came in post-Jeff Beck, I bought the Faces' LONG PLAYER, and discovered Ian and Ronnie and Kenny Jones. They were the classic case of a great live band that made fairly dull records in a studio, not uncommon back then, and the Faces were always sloppy seconds seemingly to Rod's solo albums, a shame. I played keys back then and loved Ian's Wurlitzer chops.
If Bobby Keys was 70 when he died, I'm sure anybody that was Keith's doppelganger for so long would autopsy out at around 210 or 220 years old. OMG if I only had the money they spent on partying, I could buy a small country somewhere. Of course he was on so many cuts, but today I kept playing 'Can't You Hear Me Knockin'', an off the cuff cut where they just kept the tape rolling and the long instrumental end was all extemporaneous. Amazing.
They're another two guys, all in that well of inspirations with so many other. I shall miss them.
Joey
