Farewell, Ian. Five months ago to the day you asked Boz to save you a place where you could "play your balls off somewhere with people you love, to appreciative audiences". None of us could have known that you would need it so soon.
This page offers a place for the many of us who will wish to leave tributes to this remarkable man.
For those who have not yet bought Summit Studios, we offer two examples of Ian's unique talent - "My Hobby", ironically so bursting with life, and "The Sailor's Tale". a drum part of which he was rightly so proud.
Our thoughts are with Margie and all those who knew and loved him.
Farewell, Ian. Five months ago to the day you asked Boz to save you a place where you could "play your balls off somewhere with people you love, to appreciative audiences". None of us could have known that you would need it so soon.
This page offers a place for the many of us who will wish to leave tributes to this remarkable man.
For those w...
I remember well Ian performing both these pieces at Brighton way back. The best concert I have ever seen. His humour, including falling backwards off the drum stool, cracked me up in what was otherwise a seriously heavy set. The drumming on Sailor’s Tale was totally original. May my God bless you Ian. My thoughts go to Margerie with whom I briefly exchanged E-mails during the 21st C.S.B. period. I miss both Boz and Ian. I liked all their future work eve...
I remember well Ian performing both these pieces at Brighton way back. The best concert I have ever seen. His humour, including falling backwards off the drum stool, cracked me up in what was otherwise a seriously heavy set. The drumming on Sailor’s Tale was totally original. May my God bless you Ian. My thoughts go to Margerie with whom I briefly exchanged E-mails during the 21st C.S.B. period. I miss both Boz and Ian. I liked all their future work even though it was a different Genre, particularly the Jazz. Ian Sharwood
Written by Dj MacKenzie
Farewel to a beautiful person
What is there is say, Ian was a real nice guy that I will miss. I remember the first time I met Wallace. We were at the Coach House before Ade’s show, I saw Penston, Ian and Marjorie so I sent them a round of drinks to say hi without being intrusive. Ian and Marjorie came by the table to introduce themselves. He was so nice he thanked me for sticking up for him around here. I was surprised how friendly he was. His voice was higher than I’d imagined and this was the first time any...
What is there is say, Ian was a real nice guy that I will miss. I remember the first time I met Wallace. We were at the Coach House before Ade’s show, I saw Penston, Ian and Marjorie so I sent them a round of drinks to say hi without being intrusive. Ian and Marjorie came by the table to introduce themselves. He was so nice he thanked me for sticking up for him around here. I was surprised how friendly he was. His voice was higher than I’d imagined and this was the first time any rock star- legend ever went out of their way to meet me. I had seen them around the local KC scene but stayed my distance. The next time I saw him was at his first CJ-3 gig. The place was packed and we couldn’t find a seat, Ian walked in and the first thing he did was come to me to shake my hand and say hi. His hand was very warm. The man had been warning up somewhere and he was on fire and ready to kick some ass and he did. The show was full of most of the LA’s jazz critics and other Hollywood type mucky mucks. The show was their first gig and I could tell they were starting to lose it when Ian nailed his first solo and showed why he was a highly sought after player. Leading from his kit he proceeded to put what was the most memorable drumming exhibition I had ever seen and probably ever will. After the show he came to me and gave me a hug and introduced me to the legendary Earl Palmer, wow! The last time I saw him he seemed as if in a trance playing head down like he was not as there as he had in the past. Little did I know it would be the last time I would ever see him. I know now that he was not feeling well at all but you’d never know it if it was up to him. He was hiding pain and carrying on as the trooper that he always was. So Ian, I know you’re up there, the show must go on and so must life as we know it, I’ll miss your music, your light, your physical presence…The limits that held down here are lifted off you up there in the dimension I can not see. Play on, play on.
Written by Edward Pampani
so long ian
I am so sorry to hear of his passing My thoughts and prayers go out to his family I can still hear his groove riding the journey of the sailors tail that precise reserved beat in the letter brilliant So long Ian
Written by Evan Silverman
Bye Bye, Ian...
When I found out the news of Ian’s passing, I felt totally crushed. I’d only met him a couple of times, but the amount that he and Margie touched my heart can not be overstated. I first "found" Margie online, or maybe she found me, I don’t remember. We talked for quite a while, and then when The Rosenbergs were going through Nashville it was arranged that the band would be staying with her and Ian. All a perfect plan - until we arrived. They come to the front door and out comes running out...
When I found out the news of Ian’s passing, I felt totally crushed. I’d only met him a couple of times, but the amount that he and Margie touched my heart can not be overstated. I first "found" Margie online, or maybe she found me, I don’t remember. We talked for quite a while, and then when The Rosenbergs were going through Nashville it was arranged that the band would be staying with her and Ian. All a perfect plan - until we arrived. They come to the front door and out comes running out this big black dog jumping and barking. I immediately retreat as quickly as possible back to the van...I didn’t know they had a dog, and they didn’t know I was so afraid of them! Eventually Ian and Margie coaxed me out of the van, and lo and behold, me and Basie became friends. I think we even fell asleep next to each other!Every time since I have seen a Lab I’m always reminded of my stay in Nashville and of Ian’s and Margie’s incredible hospitality. Thank you for everything, Ian.
