Thursday, April 06, 2006

Vale Gene Pitney

I was as yet but a very young gel, pre-pubescent indeed, when the plangent and plaintive voice of Gene Pitney singing 'Twenty-Four Hours From Tulsa' gave me my first-ever inkling of the many irregularities of adult life, of the weaknesses, forbidden thrills, deceptions and heartbreaks that lay ahead.

By the time I heard Dusty Springfield sing it, I had a slightly better idea of what it was about.

Apparently Pitney died after giving a great performance. It's the best death any musician could reasonably ask for.

1 comment:

R H said...

I was sorry to hear this.