This was not the post I wanted to begin 2011 with. Gerry Rafferty, Scot and song writer of the magnificently brooding Baker St, has died. Many things are memorable about this song, but it's the searing, sexy, sassy sax solo that is the soul of cool that makes it. Here's a reminder for younger people of what music sounded like when it wasn't a pile of merde.
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Tuesday, 4 January 2011
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