In a Bowie finding his Jeff Beck moment, I always wanted to find my Mick Ronson. Ronson was my guitar hero, I was too young at the time to truly appreciate what went before Glam and through that glittery star sprinkled era, the Spider shone. So I now look at it through very large rose tinted spectacles.
I became more and more appreciative as time went on for Ronson, through Dylan's Rolling Thunder Tour, his superb return with Ian Hunter in '79 and then his Nashville years. I never thought anyone could equal Ronson, he was as good as ever on that final tour with Ian Hunter. Seeing him at Manchester International 2 with my good friend John Dickinson, I was transfixed. Mott The Hoople had been my band, but it was Ronson I wanted to see.
Melodic, effortless and not just the traditional rock riffs, he was never afraid of country or a Duane Eddy Twang. Why all this stuff about Ronson in a Bernard Butler post? Well I did find someone who had the same style, attitude and belief. If it got boring, he moved on, that man was Bernard Butler. He was the Mick Ronson for the Brit Pop generation.
I lost interest in Suede an album or two after he left. Dog Man Star is a wonderful album and if only it hadn't disintegrated after that To me Dog Man Star was Butler's album.
After two killer singles and an album as a duo with David McAlmont, a solo album was to come and what a solo album. People Move On is one of the great of the 90's. When you expect it to rock, it goes all moody and intimate and as you get into that mode, the glamathon comes back to hit you like a hammer
