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So sad to hear the news yesterday of Dave Kusworth's passing. A master songwriter and guitarist, a man with a beautiful soul.
We go back a long way, at least until 1992, and were on the same record
label for a while, when the Jacobites reformed in the early 90s. I have
fond memories of hanging out with him in Camden Town pubs such as The
Falcon and The Good Mixer before I moved to the Czech Republic. We
later re-connected in Prague, where I organized a couple of gigs for
him. In 2006 ran into each other once again at Nikki Sudden’s funeral,
and we played together at Nikki memorial concerts in London, Ebensee,
and (in 2007) in Vitoria, Spain. The last time I saw Dave was in 2016
at the ten years after Nikki Sudden Tribute concert in London.
He will be sadly missed by the true rock and roll cognoscenti, but he
made his mark, created a legend and wrote dozens of heart-achingly
brilliant songs. I am sad, sad, sad – but also happy that Dave
existed and that he was my friend for a while. Sincere condolences to
Anouschkat and the Kusworth family.
20.09.2020 Phil Shoenfelt