So to Scott. Impossibly beautiful of course as the picture above testifies but also blessed with deeper and richer talents through which he built his legacy over five decades. The Walker Brothers records would be sufficient to ensure this probably, but his solo records were the ones in which he first really plotted his own strange path. His late sixties albums are an exploration into the soul. Bleak, powerful and nuanced, thick slices from existential novels or films. He's since made several even wilder and braver experimentations in sound and text, which frankly are often too 'out there' and removed from the pure melody of those sixties records for my personal taste. But he remains a true pioneer. Ask Bowie, for whom he was a mentor and guiding inspiration for almost every record he ever made.
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