So Scott Walker has gone. I’m very, very sorry to see him go, and yet in some way I was ready for it. And I don’t feel any need to analyze or ‘explain’ the godlike genius of the man: you either get it or you don’t.
But I have been thinking about the cover for the album No Regrets (above). It’s a pretty good cover for a pretty good album. But what is Scott drinking?
It’s a can of Newcastle Brown isn’t it? I never had Scott down as a Newcastle Brown drinker, did you? Shouldn’t it have been absinthe or crème de noisette or a Cuban Breeze?
Well, I suppose the simple answer is that with Scott Walker it didn’t matter what he drank, he’d always be a hundred times cooler than you and me.
It’s a can of Newcastle Brown isn’t it? I never had Scott down as a Newcastle Brown drinker, did you? Shouldn’t it have been absinthe or crème de noisette or a Cuban Breeze?
Well, I suppose the simple answer is that with Scott Walker it didn’t matter what he drank, he’d always be a hundred times cooler than you and me.
He’s also on this album, which itself has quite a cover.
