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Monday, 11 July 2011
Michael 'Würzel' Burston. R.I.P.
I've just heard about the death of an old friend.
Würzel (Michael Burston) was truly a gentleman, a gentle man, open, warm-hearted, generous, so easy to be around. He was a consummate musician, he was encouraging towards and supportive of other musicians; a confidence-giver, someone who gladly shared his talent and skills.
Würzel was equally at home in light-hearted banter and in deep conversation. He listened as well as speaking. He remembered people. Years could pass, then we'd bump into each other and just pick-up from where we were. He and his beautiful partner Jem welcomed all sorts of people into their home and made us feel easy in their warm company.
I feel for her today.
The hole that he leaves in so many people's hearts will be enormous. His legacy, huge.
Mick, Michael, Würzel. Whoever you were to people - we LOVED you, man.
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