2020 Just Couldn’t End Before Taking A “Mountain” Of a Man, Leslie West – IOTW Report

2020 Just Couldn’t End Before Taking A “Mountain” Of a Man, Leslie West

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Leslie West, the singer and guitarist for the hard rock band Mountain, whose fame was cemented by a performance at Woodstock, died Tuesday, according to his brother, Larry West Weinstein. He was 75.

In a Facebook post on Sunday, West’s brother had alerted fans to the musician’s declining health, writing, “I am asking for all your prayers. Jenni [Leslie’s wife] is by his side in Florida but it’s not looking good. Thanks Jenni, he wouldn’t have made it this far without you. His heart gave out and he’s on a ventilator. May not make it through the night.” More

Never heard of “Mountain” or vaguely remember their big hit, “Mississippi Queen,” I’ve got a treat for you (with cowbell to spare). Watch

29 Comments on 2020 Just Couldn’t End Before Taking A “Mountain” Of a Man, Leslie West

  1. My brother learned how to play guitar/leads by listening to Mountain and Leslie West. I called him last night after seeing that West had passed. He had not yet heard and was pretty devastated. We both spent the evening at our respective homes listening to his music.

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  2. We all knew it was going to happen – the dying off off of true musicians and icons (40’s through 70’s era), with no one really to replace them.

    I mean really, who is going to miss the gangsta rap thug jungle music “artists”. They aren’t artists, they’re tribal chanters.

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  3. I still can’t believe that I took a really nice young lady to the drive in with me to watch a double feature of The French Connection and Vanishing Point in the Spring of 1972. She didn’t kill me, thank God but she was instrumental later that Summer in leading me to the Lord. Mysterious things happen in strange ways sometimes that I can’t explain otherwise. The last time I saw her was in Oct. 1973 when I was home on leave from the Navy, I kinda wonder sometimes whatever happened to her.

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  4. stirrin the pot-
    True story:
    Early 90’s, I stopped listening to the radio all together.
    In the late 80’s (I was a teen) I complained everyone sounded the same and I was telling people to get off my lawn.

    Since XM radio and the like came about, I primarily listen to 1920s to 40’s era stuff, old country music, and classical music. So I know nothing about any groups after early 1990s. Not a clue.
    And I’m okay with that. Sometimes (on Spotify) I’ll hear something folksy and I’ll listen to it, but rap, hiphop, prog country? No, nah, and nope.

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  5. MJA – I stopped listening to new music in the mid-80’s. I am totally clueless when some of our threads and posts reference songs any later than that. It just really music anymore, and it hasn’t been for quite some time. No matter how badly you want to convince yourself otherwise.

    Call me un-enlightened, I don’t care.

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  6. In 1972, I was 10 years old and for some reason me & my three siblings went to the movie theater and watched Vanishing Point. I don’t remember anything but the naked lady on the motorcycle.
    For four Catholic school kids, it was an eye-opener.
    But then, we did use to sneak a listen to George Carlin’s recording with the seven dirty words, plus Cheech & Chong’s Big Bambu (Dave’s not here!).

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  7. 72-76 I worked for a small radio station in Ky. For a while, our station manager had me do an hour of quad music on our FM channel each weekday. One of my absolute favorite albums to play from during this hour was Mountain’s “Best of Mountain” quad LP. Good times!

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