Musician and legendary record producer William Orbit has died. As well as making records in his own right he worked with a multitude of artists across his career and is widely credited with reviving Madonna’s when he produced her Ray of Light album. TI am not really a fan but the two Madonna songs I regard most highly, Ray of Light and Beautiful Stranger, were both created with Orbit’s oversight.
This Orbit track, his arrangement of Samuel Barber’s composition, reached no 4 in the UK in 1999.
William Orbit: Barber’s Adagio For Strings
William Mark Wainwright (William Orbit) 15/12/ 1956 – 23/7/2026. So it goes.
I have read seven of his books, the novels The Deep, (Bantam, 1975;) Beasts, (Orbit, 1976;) Engine Summer, (Methuen, 1979;) Little, Big, (Methuen, 1981;) Ægypt, (VGSF, 1987;) Lord Byron’s Novel:The Evening Land, (William Morrow, 2005) plus the collection of novellas Novelty, (Doubleday, 1989.)
Each (in their own various ways) was a delight.
The first five of those were well before my blogging days but you can see my thoughts on Lord Byron’s Novel:The Evening Landhere and on Novelty, here.
Also on my shelves, to be read, are The Translator, (Perennial, 2002) and Four Freedoms, (Harper Perennial, 2009) and there are others I haven’t yet bought to look forward to reading.
I was so sad to hear yesterday of the death of Bill Oddie, comedian, bird watcher and naturalist.
It was as a comedian I first knew of him, through his contributions to the BBC radio show (on the then Home Service for its first series, then the Light Programme and its successor Radio 2) I’m Sorry, I’ll Read That Again, which I have mentioned before. It’s a shame there’s no stand-alone version of The Angus Prune Tune available for inclusion here. (Its lyric is given here, though.)
Then of course he went on to become one third of The Goodies.
His interest in birds was then parlayed into appearances on various nature programmes.
His life was, however, affected by bipolar disorder, not diagnosed till fairly late on.
William Edgar (Bill) Oddie: 7/7/1941 – 25/7/2026. So it goes.
I knew of course of his cancer diagnosis, revealed earlier this year, but hadn’t thought it would progress so quickly.
He was a footballer who dedicated himself to his craft and made the most of his opportunities.
He never made much of an impact at a World Cup for the simple reason that England teams of his era were pretty so-so – often failing to qualify – and his only brush with the tournament came at a time when he was recovering from injury and therefore not at his best.
His achievements on the pitch with Liverpool, SV Hamburg (Hamburger SV) and Newcastle speak for themselves. His transformation of Hamburg’s fortunes propelled him to the Ballon d’Or not once, but twice. Off the field he successfully helped save Newcastle from relegation to the third tier before gaining them promotion to the first and then almost, almost, winning the English title. He repeated that promotion feat with Manchester City.
While his “Love it!” rant at Alex Ferguson apparently sparks most people’s reflections my main memory of Kevin was of his fisticuffs with Billy Bremner at a Charity Shield game in 1974, an incident which seemed at odds with his usual behaviour (though not, perhaps, Billy’s.)
Joseph Kevin Keegan: 14/2/1951 – 20/7/2026. So it goes.
So sad to hear of the death of Garry Sobers, one of, if not the, best cricketer(s) of my lifetime.
He broke the record number of runs for a Test innings the first time he scored a century – 365 not out against Pakistan in Kingston in 1958, still the highest maiden test score of 100 or over – and was the first batsman to hit six sixes off one over playing for Northamptonshire against Glamorgan. He was also a fine spin and fast-medium bowler along with being a fine fielder, taking many catches off the bowling of Lance Gibbs and had a good record as captain of the West Indies.
Instantly recognisable with his trademark upturned shirt collar, he played with an elegance and grace.
No less a judge than Richie Benaud described Sobers as the greatest all-round cricketer the world has seen.
Garfield St Aubrun (Garry) Sobers: 28/7/1936 – 17/72026. So it goes.
She was one of those artists whose voice was utterly distinctive and ideally suited to the style of her biggest hits Total Eclipse of the Heart and Holding Out For a Hero.
This, though, is her first hit, the more wistful, Lost in France. (The opening chords always remind me of those of Then He Kissed Me.)
Bonnie Tyler: Lost in France
Gaynor Sullivan Hopkins (Bonnie Tyler): 8/6/1951 – 8/7/2026. So it goes.
I liked what I heard from the band so much I bought their second LP, Blood, Sweat & Tears. I note that the track listing given for that on its Wiki page differs from the copy I bought. (No Erik Satie variations for example.) Perhaps the UK version was different from the US.
Their second single Spinning Wheel was written by Clayton-Thomas (as were later tracks Lucretia MacEvil and Go Down Gamblin’.)
Blood, Sweat & Tears: Spinning Wheel
David Henry Thomsett (David Clayton-Thomas: 13/9/1941 – 24/6/2026. So it goes.
Co-founder of Hot Chocolate and, along with Errol Brown, co-writer of their early hits, Tony Wilson died in April. The promotion of Brown as lead singer eventually led to Wilson leaving the group. This is one of those early hits.
Hot Chocolate: Emma
Anthony Nathaniel (Tony) Wilson: 8/10/1936 – 24/4/2026. So it goes.
I saw in yesterday’s Guardian that singer Beverley had died in April.
I featured her version of Randy Newman’s Happy New Year on 1/1/2021.
Beverley’s marriage to John Martyn was marred by abusive behaviour on his part and also meant Beverley’s career, certainly in a solo sense, stalled.
This was her second solo single. This time a song written by Donovan – which is obvious when you listen to it.
Beverley: Museum
Though known after her marriage, and in her musical collaborations with John, as Beverley Martyn, in accordance with the Scottish tradition on headstones I commemorate her in death with her maiden name.
Beverley Kutner: 24/3/1947 – 27/4/2026. So it goes.
In my mind Clarence Carter, who died last month, was a one-hit wonder.
Of course technically he wasn’t, since that description is supposed to apply only to those who had a no 1 single and no other hits. Carter’s song Patches reached no 2 in the UK in 1970. (I also find he had a UK no 82 in 1989 but that hardly counts as a hit.)
That no 2, Patches, falls into that category of sentimentality which courses through USian culture. (Last week’s entry in this category counts there too but Patches bears more resemblance to The Son of Hickory Holler’s Tramp, a success for O C Smith in 1968.)
Clarence Carter: Patches
Clarence George Carter: 14/1/1936 –13/5/2026. So it goes.