Scott Walker (9 de enero de 1943 - 24 de marzo de 2019) fue un brillante cantante/compositor americano dado a recluirse que ha vivido en Inglaterra durante los últimos 40 años. Noel Scott Engel, su nombre real, tuvo una efímera carrera en EE.UU. en su adolescencia antes de irse a Inglaterra en 1965 para librarse del servicio militar. Como líder de los llamados Walker Brothers (no eran hermanos), se convirtió en una estrella de la invasión británica.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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ABmABm So long ago, long, long, ago...
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So long ago: long, long, ago
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P.S.: This gave me a lot of work but still I'm not absolutely happy with it, so, feel free to give any correction you feel it is needing.