Thanks for highlighting the work of Mick here what a heartfelt tribute you've written. Mott the Hopple & Bad Company were bands were I learned their songs in the cover bands I was in when those classic albums and songs where new. What a perfect template of song craft to be exposed to as a young musician for me it's often the ones not constantly seeking recognition for their work that are the true masters. Thanks again for illuminating all that Mick gave us for the love of it.
2 months ago | 0
I hope they played El Camino Dolo Rosa at his memorial. Mott had so much class and some beautiful underrated material. Mick was my inspiration!
2 months ago | 8
For all the young dudes who want to learn how it’s done, the vibrato and feel will teach you well. R. I. P. Mick. You Rock Steady 👍
2 months ago | 0
Rest In Peace Mr. Ralphs and thank you for the some best music of my youth. Played air guitar to your music countless times, your talent was undeniable ♥️
2 months ago | 2
Brought us some of the best music ever written and performed. My he rip.
2 months ago | 0
Very well said, lovely...Rest in, musical, Peace Mick.......😢
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The timing was odd for his passing. Bad Company's two first record was the soundtrack of my spring this year, actually. I just put it on and it all blew me away, though I have always cherished them and Mott; and I have never not known him, it feels like, but I only looked up his name (or was it Joe Bonomassa who mentioned him, I don remember) just months ago after years of admiring what I heard on (Mott's version of) Ready For Love and Can't Get Enough and Bad Company. A very rare kind of groove and laid-backness. Many had it: Mick Tayler and Mick Ronson and Jimmy Page; but he truly conquered that cool style. But his tone was warm and fat and just sparkly and sharp enough to feel a little dangerous and authoritarian on the occasion. He could lay so much heavyness into a song with those dark inversions he chose; like on the Bad Company title track or Ready For Love / After Lights once again.
2 months ago | 0
This year's getting absurdly brutal in terms of loss.
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Produce Like A Pro
R.I.P Mick Ralphs
Delivered with love and admiration from a lifelong fan
Michael Geoffrey Ralphs, Mick to those who knew and loved him, was a man whose guitar helped define the sound of British rock across two generations. From the swaggering pulse of Mott the Hoople to the powerful, timeless anthems of Bad Company, Mick Ralphs was never one to chase the spotlight, yet he became the quiet architect of songs that still echo through the ages.
Born in Herefordshire in 1944, Mick started his musical journey humbly, a teenager in The Buddies, already wielding that unique blend of melodic instinct and rhythmic drive that would soon become unmistakable. By 1969, he had become a founding member of Mott the Hoople, whose raw, dramatic energy lit up the glam rock era. It was Mick who supplied the gritty bedrock of their sound, giving Ian Hunter’s lyricism a fierce sense of propulsion. And of course, it was Mick’s real-life guitar misadventure that gave us “All the Way from Memphis,” a moment of rock folklore immortalised in song.
Yet it was in Bad Company that Mick Ralphs truly found his place in the pantheon. “Can’t Get Enough,” with its chiming open C tuning and relentless drive, didn’t just launch a band, it launched a legacy. That track, like so much of Mick’s work, wasn’t flashy. It didn’t scream for attention. It simply was, confident, undeniable, and utterly unforgettable.
He had a touch, that’s what everyone always said. The kind of feel you can’t teach. He could write riffs that sounded like they’d existed forever, and solos that said exactly what needed to be said, then stopped, no waste, no ego, just pure musicality. Songs like “Ready for Love,” “Movin’ On,” and “Feel Like Makin’ Love” will long outlive trends, because they speak to something elemental in us, the way only great rock and roll can.
Mick was never one for fanfare. He turned down tours, avoided planes, and stayed grounded in the truest sense. Yet despite that, or perhaps because of it, he became the kind of musician other musicians quietly admired. David Gilmour brought him on the road. George Harrison co-wrote with him. Alison Krauss covered his work. He played with giants because he was one, even if he never asked to be.
In his later years, when the stadiums had quietened, he went back to his roots, forming the Mick Ralphs Blues Band, playing small clubs, chasing the same feeling that first lit him up as a boy. That speaks volumes. For Mick, music was never about glory. It was about groove, and soul, and the sheer joy of making a guitar sing.
Though a stroke in 2016 took him from the stage, it never diminished his legacy. Mick spent his final years in care, surrounded by the love of his family and fiancée, Susie. He passed on 23 June, aged 81, leaving behind two children, a lifetime of music, and a generation forever marked by the sound of his guitar.
Mick Ralphs never needed to shout to be heard. His guitar did the talking, and we listened.
Rest easy, Mick. You gave us more than enough.
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