Fri 20 Jan, 2006 09:43 pm
Tonight, drink one to Wilson Pickett, who died at the age of 65.
I have fond memories of dancing in my college living room with a mob of friends to "Midnight Hour."
And 200 Irish relatives flopping wildly to "Mustang Sally" at my sister's wedding. Wilson, Otis, Al, James, Sam and Dave--these were my guys in high school. That's what we listened to. And that was the late 90s.
R.I.P. Wilson Pickett
We might as well get used it, it's now that point in time where many of the pioneering/early artists are going to start slipping away at a steady pace.
I'm gonna take you girl and hold you
and do all the things I told you
in the midnight hour, yes I am.
You've just got to love a song that sets up that kind of anticipation and expectation.
Back in the eighties, my girlfriend du jour claimed to me that Pickett hit on her in a bar on Broadway. Seemed reasonable. She had great tits.
Pickett had a great soulful voice. Mustang Sally is a big karaoke favorite and a given at wedding receptions. Let me join the others. R.I.P. to a great singer.
What a musician! love everything about his voice...so soulful..
Will be sadly missed...
Just watch The Blues Brothers at least once a year to keep his groove alive.
Or The Commitments,to see the influence he had on this side of the pond.