My generation of musicians seems to be dropping like flies. Now it’s Bonnie Tyler, at age 75. (And by the way, hers is a lovely story.)
Yeah, it’s a heartache, which has a special place in my memory because I used to sing it (complete with her breathy rasp).
Or there’s Total Eclipse, of course.
R.I.P.
You can always tell Jim Steinman songs, you can roll the windows down and belt them out at the top of your lungs, speeding down the back roads. The above being one of them.
So long Bonnie, you’ll be missed along with the rest of the 80’s
Had to go to my various music lists to enjoy her music once again. Preussenotto is right. Put on the headphones and crank up the volume.
Very sad. The world keeps losing good people and it seems the useless assholes live forever.
I’m 42. I listen to all kinds of music. Even some very modern stuff once in a great while (Sia, Selena Gomez, JLO, the WeekND)
However hands down the BEST music for me is the 80’s rock closely followed by the 60’s and 70’s rock.
There will never be another sound like the 80’s. The music still lives on and holds up today in the modern day.
Eddie Money, Van Halen, ZZ Top, Pink Floyd, Fleetwood Mac, the Eagles, Led Zeppelin, Def Leppard, The Who, the Guess Who, the Cars, Mr. Mister, Gloria Estefan, the list goes on and on.
Bring back the 80’s. We need the amazing things from that Era.
The post Covid world is fucked up beyond belief.
I was in high school working at the local radio station when It’s a Heartache came out. One of my favorites to play.
Propping the album cover up next to the turntables and looking at it during the song certainly did not take away from the appeal
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First time I heard Bonnie Tyler, it was “Faster Than the Speed of Night”. I was terribly confused since I *knew* Janis Joplin was dead and never did anything that classy anyways. Once I found out who she was, she became one of the few singers I bought every album made by. She was a companion on many a long drive.
Requiescat in Pace.
About 6 years ago, the Last Wife and I were visiting her sister’s family in Carmarthen, Wales. We took the short drive to Mumbles, mainly because I wanted to visit a place called Mumbles. We had dinner at the Oyster House and managed to catch Bonnie Tyler and her husband leaving as we were entering. She was as charming as we’ve all been led to believe and he was quite the patient husband. Just a quick hello and she was on her way. I wouldn’t have recognized her, but my BIL did and he was chuffed to bits. We later caught a glimpse of her lovely home from the coastal highway and it is magnificent by any standards.