![]() While he is living life this fully, and with such bristling bravado, long may he feel mortified. ![]() After cracking through the Who's I Can't Explain, he holds his microphone to Wilko's stomach as if the disease itself might sing a verse, while Johnson mock-dies. The former Dr Feelgood guitarist, 67, was given 10 months. Dad-dancing, forgetting lyrics and muddling his lyric sheets like a doddery rock champion, Daltrey sweeps all sense of finality, tribute or po-faced reverence from the evening and lifts it towards a tearless celebration, a lock-in at the last chance saloon. Wilko Johnson has returned to the Cambridge hospital where he successfully underwent treatment for what he thought was terminal cancer. a collaboration with Roger Daltrey, which reached number three in the UK charts. ![]() Now, being the second great singer to vocalise Wilko Johnson’s lyrics (you know who the first one is), he brings years of experience and sympathy to his role. Profile and citation for Honorary of the University, Wilko Johnson. John Andrew Wilkinson (12 July 1947 21 November 2022), better known by the stage name Wilko Johnson, was an English guitarist, singer, songwriter and occasional actor. When a besuited Daltrey emerges to run through their last-minute collaboration album of Wilko and Feelgood numbers Going Back Home, and add epic rock pomp to their cover of Dylan's carnival wife-stealing ditty Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window, the party cranks up. Having spent years translating the neurotic rage and brandified existential doubt of Pete Townshend, Daltrey is expert in finding the emotion and power in someone else’s words. Roger Daltrey talks about working with Wilko Johnson and their record. The East End Trotterisms of Feelgood's The More I Give – a signpost to Johnson's later stint in Ian Dury's Blockheads – finds him staring down the crowd with all the menace of his Game of Thrones executioner. Slightly before my time Dr Feelgood, but was hooked after watching this a few. These are 12-bar rock'n'roll, reggae and rhythm-and-blues songs of rampant teenage exploits, adventurous seafaring and cruel women such as Roxette, vividly alive indeed. Besides a snapped "You're gonna miss me when I'm gone", during Wilko's wired initial set with his own band, there's no lingering on the inevitable tonight.
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