Jack Bruce
by tristero
Words cannot describe how great a musician Jack Bruce was, not only in Cream, but also before and long, long after. Subtle when others around him were grinding out stolen blues cliches. A perfectionist with a spectacular ear. A brilliant and utterly original songwriter. His death is a monumental loss for contemporary music.
Jack, I saw you twice, both times with Cream, once in New Jersey back in the day (’67 or ’68), then again at Madison Square Garden fairly recently. Both times, your performing, your singing was simply amazing. Take care.