Tom Jones, David Gilmour Purple Rain Performance
You know if Tom Jones and David Gilmour team up on a tune, it’s gonna be a banger.
You can be doubly sure of that if they’re hooking up to jam on Prince’s classic “Purple Rain”! Jones performed the timeless hit on his 1992 television show The Right Time, and he made it an extra special one by recruiting the Pink Floyd legend on guitar.
Tiger was dressed for the part in a snappy purple suit and drew upon his famous baritone to give the song an intense emotional depth.
The Music Man readers will definitely want to tune into the big moment from 2:30 onwards, where Tiger delivers a rocking scream to kick off Gilmour’s guitar solo.
It’s no secret that Gilmour is the undisputed master of six strings, and he definitely doesn’t disappoint here with a tasteful and emotive guitar solo.
Gilmour then beautifully plays around the backing vocalists to bring the song to a thunderous conclusion.
Although the “Purple Rain” cover is by now quite a retro performance, it’s only a recent upload, as Jones released it on his YouTube channel on June 7, 2024.
Fans watching online knew they were seeing something special, and added appreciative comments such as “As a diehard Prince fan, this is one of the best remakes I’ve ever heard of this song. Who knew?!” and “You can tell David Gilmour loves this song. He plays like he wrote it.”
It seems that Jones was really firing on all cylinders in the ‘90s, as he had a number of truly epic collabs from that era.
Another great moment was when Tiger teamed up with another British guitar legend, Mark Knopfler, on “I Feel Like Coming Home.”
Knopfler had previously recorded the Charlie Rich-penned tune with his country project The Notting Hillbillies, and roped in Jones to play it live in 1996.
As you might expect, the live cut also features another cracking guitar solo.
Prince and the Revolution released “Purple Rain” on September 26, 1984, as the third single from his sixth studio album of the same name.
The Music readers might be interested to hear the curious fact that “Purple Rain” peaked at number two on the Billboard Hot 100, as it was kept off the number one spot by Wham!’s “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go.”
What a time for music the ‘80s were, hey?
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He Opened the Locked Clinic Door and Found the Son He Never Knew
CHAPTER 1 - THE DOOR AFTER HOURS
"Please! Help my son!"
Emily Carter's voice cracked across the dark clinic entrance as she slammed her palm against the glass.
Inside, a receptionist already wearing her coat shook her head. "The clinic is closed. Come back tomorrow."
The little boy in Emily's arms coughed so hard his whole body folded in on itself. His face had gone chalk-white. Sweat stuck his brown hair to his forehead. He tried to breathe, but each breath came thin and sharp, like it hurt on the way in.
Emily shoved her shoulder against the door before it could shut completely. "He may not make it till tomorrow!"
Then Noah went limp.
Her knees hit the concrete steps. She caught him before his head struck the ground and pulled him into her chest.
"Noah. Baby, stay with me. Stay with Mommy."
A moment later, the lock clicked from inside.
A man in blue scrubs pushed the door open and dropped to one knee beside them. He moved fast, with the kind of calm that comes from years of panic not being allowed to matter. He checked Noah's breathing, pressed two fingers to his neck, then looked up.
"Bring him inside."
He reached for the boy.
Then he saw Emily's face.
His hand froze in midair.
"Emily?"
The name hit her harder than the winter wind.
Dr. Daniel Hayes looked older than the man she had loved at twenty-four. Broader in the shoulders. More tired around the eyes. But they were the same eyes, clear blue and impossible to forget.
Emily pulled Noah closer by instinct.
Daniel stared, then forced himself back to the child. He put his stethoscope to Noah's chest. "How old is he?"
Emily swallowed. "Seven."
Daniel's hand stopped.
"Seven?" he repeated.
Noah opened his eyes, weak and glassy. Under the fluorescent light, they looked unmistakably blue.
Daniel lifted his gaze to Emily, his voice barely there.
"Emily... is he my...?"
Before she could answer, Noah's breathing turned into a frightening whistle, and Daniel shouted toward the hall, "Call 911. Now."
At that exact moment, the receptionist whispered from behind him, "Doctor Hayes... your wife is on line one."
