Today it is 35 years since Bob Marley died. Now I don't profess to being the biggest fan but I do enjoy his music and can sing along to No Woman No Cry with the best of them.!
I remember being shocked at his death at the dreadfully early age of 36. He always seemed such a gentle soul to me and his music touched many people across the world. You didn't have to be Jamaican, black or Rastafarian to enjoy his music and even a young girl in Birmingham could dance along to Jammin' or Exodus.
So on the day that commemorates his death I'm going to pop Buffalo Soldier on and bop around the lounge.
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