The Best Songs of the 1970's

RIP Eddie

Gimme some water I shot a man on the Mexican border cool cool water

fuck yes

great song

Mr Floyd

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42 years ago today, on October 20, 1977, a Convair CV-240 chartered by Lynyrd Skynyrd ran out of fuel and crashed in Gillsburg, Mississippi, near the end of its flight from Greenville, South Carolina, to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
Lead singer Ronnie Van Zant, guitarist/vocalist Steve Gaines, backing vocalist Cassie Gaines (Steve's older sister), assistant road manager Dean Kilpatrick, pilot Walter McCreary and co-pilot William Gray all died as a result of the crash. Twenty others survived.
The pilots attempted an emergency landing on a small airstrip, but the plane crashed in a forest near Gillsburg, Mississippi.
Cassie Gaines was a member of Lynyrd Skynyrd's backup vocal group "The Honkettes". One of the other members of the group, JoJo Billingsley, was not on the plane and was home sick as she had been planning to join the tour in Little Rock, Arkansas, on October 23. Billingsley has said that she had dreamed of the plane crash and begged Allen Collins by telephone not to continue using it.
Do you remember your first thoughts when you heard of the crash?
RIP Cassie, Steve, Ronnie, Dean, Walter and William. They are as free as a bird now...



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too larry said:

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RIP Cassie, Steve, Ronnie, Dean, Walter and William. They are as free as a bird now...

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They are not free as a bird now. They are lifeless, deteriorated carcasses. Why do people say such ridiculous things?

Amos Otis said:

They are not free as a bird now. They are lifeless, deteriorated carcasses. Why do people say such ridiculous things?

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Boomer Bill is a child of the 50's. They say those kind of things.

We have a family graveyard 1/4 mile from the house. I go by there whenever I'm doing my usual night walks. I have a little sing song saying hello to all there, and I end with "and Uncle Bobby, in spirit if not in ash." A while back one of the wife's cousin ask, "where is Bobby buried?" The wife said, "eh, he's not. His ashes are in the TV stand." {all the cost of Bobby's death fell on us, and we haven't bought a stone yet}

too larry said:

Boomer Bill is a child of the 50's. They say those kind of things.

We have a family graveyard 1/4 mile from the house. I go by there whenever I'm doing my usual night walks. I have a little sing song saying hello to all there, and I end with "and Uncle Bobby, in spirit if not in ash." A while back one of the wife's cousin ask, "where is Bobby buried?" The wife said, "eh, he's not. His ashes are in the TV stand." {all the cost of Bobby's death fell on us, and we haven't bought a stone yet}

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I understand the reluctance of people to acknowledge the reality and permanence of death; to want to deflect into something less painful, but I cringe when reading how dead musicians are having jam sessions somewhere with other dead musicians, for instance.

"They are over the hill and far away, waiting for miracles"

Thin leaf inspired , fuck yes .