Happy Birthday Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull.
How did I end up such a huge fan of a hairy, pirate looking, flute playing weirdo I have no idea.
The filthy gritty almost Dickens-eque tone to his voice, the lyrical genius wrap me up like aged velvet.
It sensual, its calming and its dirty, what more could I need?
Born today in 1947 makes this cat 63 years old
I saw him a year ago ish.. the guy blew me away.
I didn’t expect him to, but he certainly did.
A man who pretty much is the epitome of the 70s knocks me to my knees every time.
If you can put on “Thick As a Brick” and NOT spend the rest of the day whistling the flute line… you’re a corpse.