humble_pie raze you know how he died. victim of the fire lit by his own cigarette. fell asleep smoking in bed. woke up before the house went up in flames. but the smoke in his lungs dragged him to the bottom of a dry ocean. he couldn't swim to the surface. no one sang like him. he was the closest thing there ever was to a male janis joplin. keith wanted him in the stones when they were looking for a second guitarist. just before ronnie wood joined the band. mick made sure it didn't happen. he was never going to share the stage with a light that bright. tonight "live with me" pulsed over the airwaves. eight minutes of languid lovelorn blues rock. and in the midst of all my sorrow, my tired bones remembered how to move for a minute or two. 221125 what's it to you? who go blather from