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along with John Entwistle....
Fuck.
Chris Squire and Jack Bruce were the two deities of rock bass. Both gone.![]()
these guys are getting up there....but sad indeed.....
I just saw this at the DM. Oh my. I was in my brother in laws bedroom with the radio cranked and I heard "roundabout".
I screamed at the beauty of it. YES was beyond awesome. I finally got to see them years later. Journey openend for them.
Unreal.
Fuck.
Chris Squire and Jack Bruce were the two deities of rock bass. Both gone.![]()
I just saw this at the DM. Oh my. I was in my brother in laws bedroom with the radio cranked and I heard "roundabout".
I screamed at the beauty of it. YES was beyond awesome. I finally got to see them years later. Journey openend for them.
Unreal.
Had a lot of bruises?
Fuck.
Chris Squire and Jack Bruce were the two deities of rock bass. Both gone.![]()
I always fell for the bass player.
When Groucho Marx died, it was the same for me.....Thanks for starting this thread, HD.
I'm so fucking depressed about this.
Yes and their music influenced my life in so many ways. Today's been really emotional and it's even hard to type this.
I feel like a part of me is missing.
If I had to pick a single moment from just one of the 30+ Yes shows that I've been to since 1972, it would be when we took our daughter to a concert in 1997. She was two years old, so I put some ear protectors on her. I carried her in my arms and we sneaked past the ushers and found a second row seat for a few songs, including Close to the Edge. I danced while holding her and held her over my head to bathe in the music and light.
God I got too many stories to tell.
A very long and very important era in my life has come to an end.
I'm gonna get good and drunk tonight.
It all makes sense to me now.When Groucho Marx died, it was the same for me.....Thanks for starting this thread, HD.
I'm so fucking depressed about this.
Yes and their music influenced my life in so many ways. Today's been really emotional and it's even hard to type this.
I feel like a part of me is missing.
If I had to pick a single moment from just one of the 30+ Yes shows that I've been to since 1972, it would be when we took our daughter to a concert in 1997. She was two years old, so I put some ear protectors on her. I carried her in my arms and we sneaked past the ushers and found a second row seat for a few songs, including Close to the Edge. I danced while holding her and held her over my head to bathe in the music and light.
God I got too many stories to tell.
A very long and very important era in my life has come to an end.
I'm gonna get good and drunk tonight.
Fuck.
Chris Squire and Jack Bruce were the two deities of rock bass. Both gone.![]()
I always fell for the bass player.
This may seem a bit nerdy, but what the fuck... I'm a Yes nerd.
It's truly an unintentional consequence, but it's one of those tangential influences that this band has had on my life:
I've posted in the "show us your faces" thread already, so what the hell...
After the last show of their last tour with Jon Anderson (2004), I carried this photo to the Meet and Greet and had it signed by Chris Squire, Steve Howe, and Jon Anderson... below the images of my sons Kris, Stephen, and Jonathan.