As contagious as it is to watch Belushi, you just can't take your eyes off of Aykroyd.
The sheer amount of talent on that small stage is staggering.
The Blues Brothers performing 'Soul Man' live on SNL, in 1978.
48 years apart yet it is still incredibly impressive.
God speed Steve Cropper: a man who's guitar sound was absolutely undeniable.
From Booker T to Otis to The Blues Brothers band, he will forever be one of the greatest.
Booker T and the MG's - Green Onions
No one in Detroit is doing anything even remotely like MRKT, easily one of the best bands in the city right now. Experimental space-prog inflected with jazz fusion and krautrock, incredible jams and unusual time signatures, totally fantastic live. Link to their music in comments!
Rest in peace, Patricia Routledge 🙏🏻
In memory of her, I encourage everyone to read these words of hers from February last year.
Whether young or old, you're bound to get something out of it.
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"I’ll be turning 95 this coming Monday. In my younger years, I was often filled with worry — worry that I wasn’t quite good enough, that no one would cast me again, that I wouldn’t live up to my mother’s hopes. But these days begin in peace, and end in gratitude.
My life didn’t quite take shape until my forties. I had worked steadily — on provincial stages, in radio plays, in West End productions — but I often felt adrift, as though I was searching for a home within myself that I hadn’t quite found.
At 50, I accepted a television role that many would later associate me with — Hyacinth Bucket, of Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would be a small part in a little series. I never imagined that it would take me into people’s living rooms and hearts around the world. And truthfully, that role taught me to accept my own quirks. It healed something in me.
At 60, I began learning Italian — not for work, but so I could sing opera in its native language. I also learned how to live alone without feeling lonely. I read poetry aloud each evening, not to perfect my diction, but to quiet my soul.
At 70, I returned to the Shakespearean stage — something I once believed I had aged out of. But this time, I had nothing to prove. I stood on those boards with stillness, and audiences felt that. I was no longer performing. I was simply being.
At 80, I took up watercolour painting. I painted flowers from my garden, old hats from my youth, and faces I remembered from the London Underground. Each painting was a quiet memory made visible.
Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning to bake rye bread. I still breathe deeply every morning. I still adore laughter — though I no longer try to make anyone laugh. I love the quiet more than ever.
I’m writing this to tell you something simple:
Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.
Let these years ahead be your TREASURE YEARS.
You don’t need to be famous. You don’t need to be flawless.
You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.
With love and gentleness,
Patricia Routledge
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Once more, rest in peace. 🤍
In 1993 Rage Against The Machine were hungry, angry and on tour. “RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE: LIVE ON TOUR 1993” captures a band at the height of its powers and on the cusp of being discovered by the world. Untouched and unmixed recordings from that tour are now available on vinyl and streaming.
Echo and the Bunnymen's headline show at @tkmaxx_uk presents Live at The Piece Hall was absolutely amazing with special guest @michaelheadtreb🐰🖤
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We're gradually worming our way into record shops across the nation.. first @PiccadillyRecs and now, not only have Chester's wonderful Up North Records taken stock, they've only gone and made it album of the week! Get in!
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