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Stop the clocks, muffle the drums; take the love letters from the line, let the mourners come…
the spring sunshine compels me to rise and embrace my modernist instincts; however, my seasonal élan is overshadowed by solemnity; one of the vital components of a band that changed my life, and thousands of others, is gone forever. like many fans, i am still in mourning; still struggling to process it. as i try to comprehend the enormity of the loss, i recall a moment in the ‘absolute beginners’ promo
video when rick determinedly smashes a clock face with his drum stick. in that moment we collectively ‘stared a century thinking things would never change’ and believed that our ‘british cultural icons’ would tick on ad infinitum like the hands of big ben.
the Jam was a musical polygon; a perfectly-formed triangle with three distinctive sides: Paul the sartorial spokesman and songwriting genius; bruce, the neatly coiffured perfectionist, and rick, the quietly confident, lonsdale-fit terry Mccann of the drum kit; ‘he looked as though he could have easily joined the band's security team,’ wrote Dylan Jones in his tribute.
unwittingly, the Jam became the characters of ‘thick as thieves’, with a financial feud putting paid to any notion of the band ever reforming. as much as some fans wanted and willed a reunion, it was never the right thing to do; the split was an act of integrity, it meant that the legacy of the original band could never be tarnished: a young ideal frozen in time forever.
i first met rick at a Jam tribute night at the Guildford civic Hall in 2001. He was already familiar with my fanzine through his friend twink, and, as expected, was warm and engaging with absolutely no hint of ego. He became hugely supportive of my magazine and sent me a comprehensive
collection of Jam/Polydor press cuttings for reference. i interviewed rick many times over the years and witnessed him rehearse Jam songs for the first time in over a decade; the thrill of which was indescribable. later, he invited me back to his house, and, en route, drove me around Woking in his vintage Merc, pointing out significant Jam landmarks. in his study, he proudly showed me his Jam archive, and i distinctly remember the solid silver rhinoceros that the record company had gifted him and bruce at the band’s final christmas party at the Fulham Greyhound in December 1982. i had various meetings with rick over the years, and on one occasion, when we met for drinks in the Grand Hotel in brighton, he gave me a little replica Whaam! rickenbacker guitar as a gift. i was incredibly touched and will cherish it always.
as a one-time drummer, i know how good rick was. unlike the flamboyance of his teenage idol, ian Paice of Deep Purple, he instead adopted a ringo Starrlike approach by selflessly seeking to serve the song first, making him, in the words of Weller, ‘absolutely the right drummer for the Jam. rick’s drum patterns would not only complement the songs, but oftentimes enhance the lyrical theme, such as the whispery hi-hat that heightens the doom-laden dread of ‘Down in the tube Station at Midnight’, and the snare drum assault of
»‘Funeral Pyre’, which cranks up the anti-neo-Nazi tension to book-burning temperatures. His most inventive work may be on Sound affects, however, his most expressive is on all Mod cons, on which he effortlessly flits between exquisite cymbal subtlety (‘Mr clean’, ‘in the crowd’), and explosive snare and tom salvoes (‘all Mod cons’, ‘billy
Hunt’). ‘there was something different about the way we did the third album,’ he recalled, ‘about the creativity we put into it’. indeed, rick’s acute focus and craftsmanship were key to the creation of the Jam’s masterpiece.
on stage, cheekbones sculpted by stage light, rick’s boxing boot
footwork and ali-fast arm combinations pounded out incredible metronomic rhythm. unbelievably, he remained almost impassive and poker-straight throughout; a reaction to seeing the crooked posture of legendary jazz drummer buddy rich, when he performed live: ‘i decided that i would always consciously try to maintain an upright position when playing,’ he stated.
Whenever i conjure an image of rick in my mind, he is always smiling; indeed, his sense of humour is mentioned many times in tributes. For example, when i was assembling a Sound affects piece for the magazine, i contacted rick to request an interview. He readily agreed and suggested that a real scoop would be to interview the fly that appears on ‘Music For the last couple.’
i had lost touch with rick over recent years, though caught up with him on the Glasgow date of his Q&a tour a couple of years ago. Following his passing, an old school friend told me that when he met rick on his most recent book tour, he was asking after me. i wept.
it is totally surreal to be sitting here in the spring sunshine writing a eulogy to rick; for, as his long-time friend Steve carver observed, ‘the past tense is painful.’ i am truly honoured to have been a friend to one of my musical heroes and deeply
saddened at his sudden passing. i thank those, who, without hesitation, agreed to contribute their own thoughts on rick: authors and journalists Pat Gilbert (MoJo), Dylan Jones (former editor of GQ and currently editor of the london evening Standard), Daryl easlea (record collector) alan butcher (former ZigZag magazine writer alan anger), barry cain (former editor of Flexipop!), musicians brett ‘buddy’ ascott (formerly of the chords), Steve Diggle (buzzcocks), Steve Nichol (who contributed trumpet to the Gift lP and performed with the Jam on the trans-Global unity express tour), as well as Gary crowley (radio london), Dennis Munday (who needs no introduction), photographer Derek D’Souza, and Steve carver.
as i gaze at evergreens in the garden, a couplet from one of the Jam’s most celebrated songs sums up my feelings, and those of a thousand lonely Jam fans: ‘like a perfect stranger, you came into my life/then like the perfect lone ranger, you rode away…’
However, the beat has not surrendered; it lives on in our hearts.
rest in eternal peace, rick drew hIPson
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I cannot imagine anybody else playing on those jam songs to the same level of precision and timekeeping. he was wonderfully inventive too, especially on my favourite jam LP sound affects.
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of course i'd admired rick's drumming from way back when we shared a record labeland a product manager (Dennis Munday, who should be considered the fourth member of the Jam!) - at Polydor in the late seventies.
though rick wasn't particularly an influence on me - i stole from everybody i heard - i recognised the brilliance of his ‘serving the song’ on their recordings. i certainly cannot imagine anybody else playing on those Jam songs to the same level of precision and timekeeping. He was wonderfully inventive too, especially on my favourite Jam album, Sound affects. thanks to Dennis' ubiquitous presence at
almost every Jam show, i got to see them live almost twenty times during their peak years.
but it was many years later when i really came to appreciate rick's stamina and dedication, when Pope, the group, were asked to play support to the Gift on many of their uk dates. How he played with such consistency and dynamism for ninety minutes each night was a wonder - i would stand at the side of the stage in awe of his talent. Not for nothing did he wear a Superman t-shirt. around this time we became drum buddies, sharing tips and stories - he introduced me to the wonders of MoonGel pads, which dampen down ringing drum heads. We were fully paid up members of the Drummers'
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union, if you like.
at one 2006 show, at london's 100 club, we'd set up our kits side by side, due to the odd shape of the stage there. Pre soundcheck, we began playing together, à la the Glitter band. after a while, i cheekily started to reach across and play some of his cymbals too, much to his mock outrage. He playfully lobbed a drumstick over at my kit in retaliation, but the stick bounced off a tom skin and hit me in the face! it was only after a couple of minutes that i realised blood was pouring down on to the snare drum, and i reluctantly stopped - the stick had cut me on the side of my nose. rick was mortified - he couldn't stop apologising. i was more than compensated by playing tambourine later that night on their version of ‘David Watts’.
in 2015, rick invited me to his 60th birthday party, in a pub near his home in brookwood, Surrey. both surprised and flattered to be asked, i took him a t-shirt that bore the Premier drums logo. a great evening, and though he was surrounded by friends and family, rick remained a paragon of modesty and unaffected bonhomie.
His early participation in the Drummers on top of the o2 sponsored charity climb in 2017 ensured a great turn-out, and we raised over £15,000 for water barrels to alleviate poverty in villages in parts of africa. Without
his involvement it would never have been such a success, and he had time for everyone that day, with selfies, handshakes and autographs.
i'd heard a rumour that rick was unwell, and texted him a message of goodwill in early February. it was read that same day - i hope it was rick that read it. i considered him a decent, talented and modest man, and in later years i was honoured to regard him as a friend - it's almost impossible to imagine we'll not meet again ‘in this world’.
r.i.P. rick.
so sad on hearing the news of the death of the Jam drummer rick buckler. i was good friends with rick in the seventies, when i would get a bus from where i lived in brixton to where he was living in croydon. We would stop off at a launderette, where rick would put his clothes in a machine, then we would go to a pub for a chinwag over a couple of beers, before returning to pick up the clothes. the last time that i saw rick was in the Ship pub in Wardour Street, where we chatted about the good old days, when i saw the Jam playing live probably more times than i had seen any other band. He had tried giving up music and sold his drum kit and was into antiques. However, he couldn’t stay away from music for long and had formed a band with Martin Gordon of radio Stars, called
time uk.
in the early days of punk, or new wave, or whatever you want to call it, the Jam played just about everywhere, and if your favourite punk band wasn't playing, you could look for the Jam to entertain you. i saw all the london gigs, and also travelled down to brighton where a friend of mine hired the band for a gig at a college in bromley, where Paul Weller got angry at the punters who were dressing in sixties clothes, as if it was fancy dress. i saw the band on the clash White riot tour, which was fantastic. i even took a holiday in the uSa and met up with the band in San Francisco, where they were supporting blue Öyster cult. rick
The last time that I saw rick was in the ship pub in wardour street, where we chatted about the good old days, when I saw The jam play live probably more times than I had seen any other band.
aLan buTCher
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and i went around chinatown together. the Jam got the news that they had a number one record back in the uk, and cancelled the rest of their american tour to return home and play on top of the Pops. i was called alan anger in those days, and all of the Jam had been to my parent’s flat in brixton, where i was living. Paul also contributed to my fanzine called live Wire.
back in london, i spent a few days with the band as they recorded Setting Sons at townhouse studios in Goldhawk road. rick and i had some laughs, whilst the others were recording their guitars. Peter Gabriel was also recording in the next studio and made tea for us, as we watched tV and joked about. i had already
told the band about a group i had been going to see in a pub in clapham called the Merton Parkas, and even got rick to guest with the band on one number at ronnie Scott’s. Paul asked me to get the keyboard player Mick talbot, as well as rudi, the sax player from X-ray Spex, to guest on ‘Heatwave’ with the Jam.
rick was so down to earth, without any of the nonsense that some musos display. He was still playing the old Jam songs with bruce in From the Jam. i was looking forward to going to his book talks on tour. Very, very sad. i shall never forget him, and was glad to have been a friend of his.
as one third of the ‘best band in the fucking world,’ rick had to be a powerhouse, plugged into the grid, underpinning some of the finest songs ever written. The jam wouldn’t have been The jam without him.
barry CaIn
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The last time that i spoke to rick, he told me about a recurring nightmare that he was having. We’d been reminiscing over a few beers on a baking hot afternoon in brighton at the opening of the Jam/Style council exhibition, when, out of the blue (teenage, natch), he asked me if i remembered a photo session i’d arranged with him about five years earlier.
He was referring to a video and photo shoot that we did for Flexipop! online. the original photographer, Neil Mackenzie Matthews, directed the session.
‘of course i remember. Why?’
‘and do you remember that you and Neil persuaded me to put on those plastic bunny ears for a photo?’
‘i’d completely forgotten,’ i replied, and started laughing. Neil was recreating the old Flexipop! days of the early eighties when he persuaded several stars like toyah to wear those very same rabbit ears, though ian Mcculloch refused point-blank.
‘Did you ever publish them?’
‘No.’
‘thank fuck for that! Sometimes i wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, with visions
of that photo published in a magazine. Me, in fucking bunny ears!’ i creased up, and so did rick.
Drummers are very rarely the shitkickers, too happy embracing shadows and letting the light shine on the pretty one up front. the class of 77 was no different. Paul cook, topper Headon, Jet black, and even Jerry Nolan were never gonna set the world alight with their blazing personalities. they didn’t give a fuck. okay, rat Scabies was an exception, but then you had to be if you were in the Damned (r.i.P. brian).
but rick was the most down to earth and the most unassuming of them all. these words could
have been written for him: ‘i'm quite happy with what i got/People might say that i should strive for more, but i'm so happy, i can't see the point.’
Yet, as one third of the ‘best band in the fucking world,’ he had to be a powerhouse, plugged into the grid, underpinning some the finest songs ever written. the Jam wouldn’t have been the Jam without him.
i’m blessed to have watched him perform and to have shared his space occasionally.
r.i.P. mate
rick
buckler was indispensable. he looked the part, too, shorn and sullen and fit, seemingly unaffected, oblivious to anything but his
own momentum.
dyLan jones
The first thing you noticed when you saw the Jam play was the way in which they came at you like a pack. like the clash, the buzzcocks or the Pistols; they were such a tight unit they were a barrage; drums, guitars, vocals, they all came at you as one, so the noise they made seemed almost amorphous, as though they were all capable of making the same noise.
Which is a longwinded way of saying that rick buckler was indispensable. He looked the part, too, shorn and sullen and fit, seemingly unaffected, oblivious to anything but his own momentum. Dressed in his twopiece uniform, he looked as though he could have easily joined the band's security team. i
never met him, although, like thousands of others i like to think i caught his eye as i was overenthusiastically jutting my head in front of a speaker stack at the 100 club, the red cow, or the Marquee.
as for his drumming - something i know a bit about, as i was once a fantastically unaccomplished drummer myself - he was best heard in 45 form on ‘the butterfly collector’ and ‘all around the World’ and on 33 on Sound affects, Paul Weller's great modernist masterpiece. let's face it, he was good on everything. rarely has a drummer inspired such frenetic air snare.
rest easy, rick, you were terrific.
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back in 1976, I jumped a rollercoaster ride with rick, starting in the back of transit vans and ending in (luxury) tour coaches; a fairytale ride that lasted six wonderful, incredible years.
sTeve
Carver
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Ifirst met rick in the autumn of 1976 . i attended the same school as bruce, rick and Paul. about a week after witnessing the Sex Pistols with Paul, i caught my first Jam gig.
rick was instantly likeable, and along with a couple of other mates (Dave Waller and tony Pilott) we became a gang; the first and only punks in Woking. We just all started hanging out together. the Princess of Wales boozer in Maybury became our meeting place, before moving on to town (or london) to check out bands. rick was always great company, friendly, generous, and funny. it’s strange to think that in the half century we were friends, i have
know him by three names. always ‘Pube’ in the early days (his band nickname) then, later, ‘rick’. More recently, most people who knew him well referred to him as Paul (his real name ). i seem to be stuck with the moniker ‘tufty’ though!
i remember once on the Sound affects tour, to relieve the boredom of the endless coach journeys, rick decided to amuse us by hoisting his legs akimbo and setting fire to his flatulence with his cigarette lighter. this went on for several hilarious minutes before rick realised that he was wearing stretch jeans (a new invention back in 1980?), and his pyrotechnic activities had melted the elastic in his denims.
Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire!
i remember hearing a story back in 1977. rick bumped into the Damned at a gig. During the conversation, drummer rat Scabies and rick agreed to send each other copies of their respective debut albums. Someone from the Jam camp overheard the Damned plotting a trick. rick wanted revenge. later, that week, a copy of the first Damned album was winging its way across london to the Jam HQ, thoughtfully covered in strawberry jam. crossing its path in the opposite direction to the Damned office, was a copy of the
in the city lP, liberally smeared in human excrement!
in later days, rick was the quiet one; he liked to retire to his hotel room with a few bottles of bull’s blood wine (his preferred choice from the dressing room rider). Paul had his girlfriend Gill on tour (my boss on t-shirt merchandise), and bruce would often suggest going down the pub. i recall one such boozer giving myself and bruce a crate of beer to keep us on the premises, because of the attention Mr Foxton was attracting, which was nice.
on tour, the band would ask the
coach driver to find a nice little country pub to stop for lunch (much to the annoyance of the driver, who, by showing his badge at motorway service stations, would get a free meal). i recall that rick would astonish the waitresses by asking for two roast dinners! i guess drummers use a lot of energy onstage.
as rick still lived locally, i would often randomly bump into him at gigs, pubs, cafés, events, etc. and even village fệtes. i think i last saw him at Nicky Weller’s annual Here comes the Weekend event at Woking Football club. He was guest speaker there in the afternoon. He was fit, well, engaging, charming, and funny; posing for pics and signing souvenirs. During his spot on stage, one fan asked, ‘When did you last play drums?’ rick shrugged, and i shouted, ‘there is a kit behind you now, rick!’ He just laughed and declined. oh, how i wish he had accepted the challenge now.
in the very early days, my party trick down the pub was beating out the machine-gun drum salvo at the beginning of ‘all around the World’ (people must have hated me). Seriously, though, i guess the first time i heard ‘Funeral Pyre’ it stopped me in my tracks. obviously, my favourite rick buckler composition was, and always will be ‘eggs, eggs, eggs...’
Just after christmas, someone i
knew told me (in confidence) that rick was seriously ill. i kept it to myself. then, a few weeks later, social media went into meltdown with rumours of rick’s passing. i made one quick phone call and the terrible truth was confirmed. it hit me bad. it wasn’t lost on me that me, rick and bruce were all born in the same year; people i had known for nearly fifty years. a couple of weeks ago, my wife shouted, ‘the Jam are on tV, shall i pause it?’ i came downstairs, and watched my favourite band perform ‘town called Malice’ and ‘Precious’ on a vintage top of the Pops. in shock, i suddenly realised that only two-thirds of the group were still with us.
back in 1976, i jumped a rollercoaster ride with rick, starting in the back of transit vans and ending in (luxury) tour coaches; a fairytale ride that lasted six wonderful, incredible years. i count myself extremely lucky to have been a small part of that journey. We never lost touch, rick, often turning up at the same events over the last half century. after all those years, i’m still proud to call you a friend. thank you for the love, laughter, (lager), music and priceless memories.
Nothing is ever forgotten, and i wouldn't have missed it for the world.
rest easy, rick, i will miss you.
Ias a third of The jam, rick’s musicianship across eighteen singles, six albums, and countless live shows, touched the lives of thousands.
Gary CrowLey
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’ve always loved the quote, ‘What you leave as a legacy is not what is etched in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.’
Well, rick certainly touched and enriched my life.
as a third of the Jam, along with Paul and bruce, his musicianship, across eighteen singles, six albums, and countless live shows, touched the lives of thousands. i know, because i was one of them. i’ve got so many cherished memories of those times.
My affection for the band is well known; they were one of my favourite groups growing up. Holding the number one position from 1977 to 1982.
i luckily got to interview and spend time with rick over the
years, and always found him to be a joy to be around. Quite rightly, proud of what the Jam achieved and what they meant to people.
like everyone, i mourn his loss, and celebrate his contribution to a band who contributed so much to the soundtrack of my life, and i know so many other people.
a three-piece rock band allows an awful lot of space for each musician to express themselves and rick’s drums were undoubtedly key components in every jam song.
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It was such a shock to hear the awful news about rick. it had never once crossed my mind that a member of the Jam might no longer be with us. it seemed inconceivable to the point of it never forming even the faintest idea in my head. the Jam seemed eternal and its members likewise. My thoughts inevitably turned to the times i met him –the last being at Nicky Weller’s superb Jam and Style council exhibition, ‘this is the Modern World’, in brighton in summer 2022. rick looked robust and healthy, and was full of good humour as he posed in front of his drum kit and stage gear. i accepted that the Jam would never reform years ago, but it was
a nice consolation of sorts seeing buckler among their old clothes and equipment. Maybe it seemed like a lifetime ago to him; it didn’t to me.
i’d first met him back in the mid90s, when i accompanied Weller biographer John reed to rick’s bungalow, halfway (i think), between Woking and West byfleet, to help do an interview. He was quiet and friendly and brought out a book of old photographs of himself and the Jam, which he was talking about publishing as a book. in the garden there was an old Jam flightcase, stencilled with the group’s name, with plants growing out of it, which i thought
was quite amusing. it seemed to be saying something poetic about his having moved on to new pastures, but i couldn’t quite work out what exactly.
rick had left drumming behind by this point to concentrate on his furniture restoration business, which i felt slightly saddened by, not least because every drum fill he played on record between 1977 and 1982 was etched into my brain as a thing of great splendour. a three-piece rock band allows an awful lot of space for each musician to express themselves and rick’s drums were undoubtedly key components in every Jam song. there were the iconic fills and
rolls, of course, in ‘tube Station’ and ‘When You’re Young’ and ‘Going underground’ and ‘town called Malice’ and ‘Just Who is the 5 o’clock Hero’, and so on –and ‘Funeral Pyre’ was a complete symphony of buckler’s militarystyle snare work, rising and falling with the angst of the song, and building to that unsettling, clattering, nervy finish. but i also loved just hearing him keeping the beat, whether on ‘to be Someone’ or ‘thick as thieves’ or ‘Wasteland’, or everything. i could listen to that strict-but-deeplyhuman buckler metronome for hours without getting bored.
When i was asked by MoJo to write an obit for rick, i phoned a
»drummer friend of mine, Steve ‘Smiley’ barnard, for some thoughts. Smiley – a veteran of robin Williams’ band, Joe Strummer’s Mescaleros and many more – sat on buckler’s proverbial drum stool for two years in From the Jam (20122014). He told a funny story about his initial difficulties getting rick’s drumming right, and then how it clicked: he realised it was all in buckler’s distinctive upright posture, chin-up, his wrists doing all the work while he coolly looked to the side, as if nothing could ever trouble or faze him. Smiley also drew attention to the three big floor toms rick eventually had mounted in front of him (‘no one had ever done that before!’) and
how it facilitated those distinctive round-the-kit rolls.
but mostly he touched upon something that i guess i’d always taken for granted – that rick was an icon, as recognisable in his rectangular shades and, in the last year of the Jam, lonsdale sweatshirt and boxer boots, as anyone else in rock. Maybe the maths doesn’t suggest it, but being an irreplaceable one-third of one the greatest bands of all time amounts, to my mind, to one hell of a slice of the pie. Godspeed you rick buckler and thanks for all those timeless, magicianly beats.
rick buckler was the heartbeat of The jam. I loved his quick-fire drum rolls, which had a vibrant energy that gave such great backbeat to The jam! rick, you left a passion in all our hearts!
sTeve dIGGLe
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what pleases me most, is that after being in Paul's shadow for so long (and bruce’s), the mainstream press, radio, and Tv have given rick's death the coverage he richly deserves.
dennIs munday
drummers who play in a trio have nowhere to hide, and no mistake goes unheard. rick anchored the Jam, and in all the times i have seen them play live, i cannot recall him playing badly, and i attended a fair few gigs. i am sure there was the odd mistake, but it passed me by. rick was the kind of drummer that i liked; he was solid and kept the beat, which is what a drummer is there to do. there was nothing flash about his playing; he didn't take solos, and as far as he was concerned, his drumming had to serve the song. What always amazed me was that he could keep it up until the last encore, and he never seemed to flag or tire. unlike many, he didn't move about; he used minimal movement, as all the great
drummers do. He had great hands, and his timing was immaculate. in the studio, when Paul wasn't around, rick and bruce would rehearse their parts until they were solid, which is why the Jam was so good live and in the studio.
rick never coveted the limelight, but he was always there to chat with the fans or do an interview. there was no side to him, and he didn't suffer from an ‘artistic’ temperament. Poor old teddy knew when rick was around; he was safe in his pram.
rick never showed any real animosity towards Paul for splitting up the Jam. Yes, it was a crushing blow, but in his phlegmatic way, he took it on his
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chin and got on with his life. i have never understood why Paul ostracised rick after the split. Maybe the court case was to blame, but why did it go that far? it could have, and should have, been settled without lawyers being involved.
in 2016, Den Davis asked me to appear in his about the Young idea exhibition in liverpool with rick, whom i hadn’t seen for a while. at the end of the proceedings, rick and i retired to our hotel and reminisced until about three o’clock in the morning.
one of my favourite memories of rick is at an early gig of the Gift at the 100 club. rick smiled and sang along throughout the show
as he played; something i don't recall him doing when playing with the Jam. He was very generous and allowed me to do a book signing at his gig.
i thank rick for his friendship and for always giving me an easy ride. However, what pleases me most, is that after being in Paul's shadow for so long (and bruce’s), the mainstream press, radio, and tV have given rick's death the coverage he richly deserves.
rick was not only a bloody good drummer, but also a top bloke.
travel well mate. lesley, your family, and all Jam fans will sorely miss you.
rick will be missed profoundly by his family and friends, who hopefully will be able to gain a little succour from the depth of feeling out here by all of us so moved by his work in those halcyon days.
daryL easLea
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If you were growing up in britain at a certain time, it was simply impossible to escape the Jam. they felt like they were in the year above you at school. they were the group that kids who went home for lunch would run in on a tuesday afternoon to say where their records had gone in the charts. they were the group everyone would dance to at parties on shagpile on housing estates, while parental apricot brandy was swigged.
and it was always the three of them. Hard to believe there's only two now. r.i.P. rick. What a
drummer. He could power through like the best of them, but he rolled, he swung. that run of singles from ‘Strange town’ onwards spoke to me in a way few others did. i loved and obsessed about other bands more, but the Jam were just like older mates reading your diary out loud. You just had a sense they were on your side, whereas Madness –who could also have been in the year above – would always be the ones getting in trouble, the Jam would have been the cool ones with older friends that kept an eye out for the younger kids. everyone, if not loved them, had a regard for them. rick's passing,
like terry Hall's, really has provoked deep reflection.
i had the pleasure of rick’s company several times, the most surreal of which was when From the Jam came into the office when i worked at universal, and i was sitting in between rick and bruce thinking this would have been Paul’s view twenty years earlier. then, in 2023, i interviewed rick in front of a packed room at the louder than Words music literary festival in Manchester. He was promoting his the Jam 1982 book that he’d written with Zoë Howe. His band’s demise still stunned him forty years later; it
»felt like a civilian in a provincial town who suddenly had to go and fight on the front line in korea, and then just as quickly, returned to normal life: years later, it was still a potent memory.
Warm, funny and realistic, rick was a charming, gentle man; clearly he will be missed profoundly by his family and friends, who hopefully will be able to gain a little succour from the depth of feeling out here by all of us so moved by his work in those halcyon days.
To me rick, was much more than a great drummer, that to me is a given, his time with The jam will live on forever in the history of music.
dereK d’souza
PhoToGraPhs: Derek D’Souza
Chiswick Park, 31st august 1981; my first ever photo shoot, and it just so happened to be for the biggest band in the country. the band were all very relaxed, and very patient with me, everything was spontaneous, and they were open to all suggestions. the hardest part was trying to incorporate the statues; they were some fourteen feet tall! the band were great, knowing i was nervous, but they couldn’t have been nicer to me. they were all great, they seemed relaxed, i was a fan, and they were experienced at photo shoots; the only novice was me! i know from a later conversation that rick said they knew i was nervous, but i enjoyed the shoot, and got on with it, trying not to think too much
about who it was i was photographing for my very first photoshoot!
i have to confess, i was fast asleep when i heard the sad news about rick’s passing. i knew rick had been unwell very recently, but i wasn’t aware how serious things were, and i was surprised when he didn’t message me back as he normally would. even still, i fully expected to hear that rick was on the mend, and it would be only a matter of time before he was up and around again.
on 18th February, i was woken by the sound of my phone pinging, messages coming through in different places, a mixture from good friends and people i had never met before, all asking if i
had heard about rick. at that point, i didn’t know rick had sadly passed away, and as is often the way, sad news travels fast. it didn’t take long to realise that this was sadly true, that rick was no longer with us.
even now, writing this three weeks later, i still find it hard to believe he is no longer here. the last couple of times i was in rick’s company, we had a good chat, and as always he was a
pleasure to be around. a considered man, fairly quietly spoken, and with a wicked sense of humour, and most of the stories i have about rick have a funny side to them.
to me, rick was much more than a great drummer, that to me is a given, his time with the Jam will live on forever in the history of music, without doubt one of the finest bands this country has ever produced, and their legacy will be there for all time.
rick was a strong family man, and my heart goes out to his wife lesley and his son Jason and daughter Holly, and all of their family, at this most difficult of times.
For me, personally, rick was always very nice; he treated me with kindness and respect, and i met with him on a lot of occasions after the Jam split. i think it’s rick’s sense of humour that struck me the most; he was a funny guy, and we shared some funny stories and conversations, and they will stay with me forever.
r.i.P. rick, you will be missed.
Playing trumpet/keyboards for The jam on The Gift album and The Trans-Global express world Tour was an experience I will treasure forever. rick was lovely and was always up for a chat on any subject!
sTeve nIChoL
PhoToGraPh: Derek D’Souza
InTervIew: Drew Hipson PhoToGraPhs: ThIs PaGe: Goddard archive Portraits/ alamy Stock Photo PaGe 39: Steve Joester/Shutterstock
are you reLaxed abouT jam fans aPProaChInG you?
Yeah i'm happy with that, people capture you at gigs for a quick chat, which is nice. What was surprising though at the all Mod icon gig in Newcastle, was that these guys approached me for a chat and they were only nineteen and were such big fans of the Jam. So it's great to find new generations are still influenced by the band. Yeah it's testament to the legacy of the Jam.
whaT was PoLydor LIKe To worK wITh?
the Polydor offices in Stratford Place were really strange, because you had the managing director on the fifth floor, the a&r department on the fourth floor and the secretaries on the second, and in between on the third floor, the recording studio.
TeLL us abouT The ‘jImmy Pursey InCIdenT’?
i remember one time we were in the office at Polydor, i think we were in to see Dennis Munday, and Jimmy Pursey from Sham 69, who were also signed to Polydor, was playing the new Sham 69 single really loud and leaping about to it, playing the bloody thing over and over and generally getting on everyone’s nerves, so i walked over, pulled it off the turntable and threw it across the room like a frisbee, and it smashed against the wall. Jimmy walked out in a huff, but i think i did everyone a big favour.
whICh drummers were you InfLuenCed by?
When i first started playing, i was influenced by drummers like ian Paice of Deep Purple, for his technical ability. Paul did rib me in some ways, i suppose, as prior to meeting him, most of the music i got into was through my peers, and bands at that time were bowie, Deep Purple and the Who, who by that time had evolved out of all recognition. it wasn’t really until i got together with Paul that i started listening to Motown and
sixties stuff, and it was great to discover that sort of music. but you’ve got to remember that back then that sort of music was, to most people, old hat, it wasn’t in the mainstream of everybody’s thinking. When i joined the Jam, Paul gave me a pile of chuck berry records to learn.
were you aware of ‘PaPa’s GoT a brand new PIGbaG’ when The TraCK ‘PreCIous’ was fIrsT ConCeIved?
We were aware of that song, but the memory i have is of Paul wanting to write a dance or disco type song. You see, the thing is, when we took an influence we were always striving to put our own mark on it, and i think we did; you would instantly know that it was the Jam; we had a great core sound.
were you a fan of Kenney jones?
i was a big fan of the Small Faces, but the first time i saw kenney play in the flesh, was when he played with the Who, and i was really quite impressed, because he had to fill the boots of keith Moon, and he did it really well.
dId you ever meeT any of your musICaL heroes?
Yeah, a few, but most of the people we met were not the people we would have liked to. We’d bump into various people at festivals. i was at the Speakeasy in london one night with two of the Jam roadies and we met John entwistle. one of the roadies was
a big Who fan, so he was thrilled. He ended up arm wrestling with John entwistle, but John was a really strong man, though, and kept decking this guy.
whaT abouT your PunK ConTemPorarIes?
i passed Johnny rotten on the stairs once (laughs), but i do remember we were doing a photo shoot in london and afterwards we went to this pub. the woman behind the bar claimed to be Johnny rotten’s mum, it turned out that she was, because she started producing all these photos and stuff and she said ‘He’s such a lovely boy!’
whaT do you reCaLL abouT The reCordInG of sound affeCTs?
Polydor spent a fortune on the recording of that album, even by today’s standards. the original budget for recording was £60,000, and the studio bill ended up £120,000, and thirty of that was spent on taxis and take aways! i also used to stay at the studio during the week and travel home at the weekends, as there was a flat in the studio upstairsthat went on the bill as well!
were you haPPy wITh sound affeCTs?
i like the stuff like ‘Scrape away’, songs that branch out in a different direction, songs where we were always looking for the extremities. i enjoyed the experimentation of those tracks. When we were putting ‘that’s
entertainment’ together i tried loads of percussive things, but it was like doing it for the sake of the song, so we took quite a lot out and it sounded great. a lot of the percussive stuff was never used on the track.
whaT was The besT meThod of reCordInG?
Playing the songs live before recording them was the best way by far to get the most out of a studio environment, but this wasn’t always possible.
TeLL us a bIT abouT your auTobIoGraPhy.
i started writing down some memories about two years ago, in note form, with the intention of releasing an autobiography at some point, no real schedule or time frame. i just kept adding to it and putting it aside and picking it up again when i found the time. there were so many myths and misconceptions being bandied about, that i felt the need to put an honest and straightforward account together. When i told Snowy (buckler’s co-writer ian Snowball) about the book that i was putting together, he offered his help; it was great to have someone to bounce ideas off, and identify any holes and omissions. So we would meet up at my local pub for lunch about once a month with a Dictaphone and i would just talk. i do feel that this approach resulted in a personal, informal read. i tried to include everything that i thought would be of interest, only staying
away from the boring lists of facts and figures. things that i had forgotten about were nice to rediscover, prompted by other stories and memories. even now i will recall lots of instances that i had not included in the final draft of the book.
TeLL us abouT The ‘funeraL Pyre’ Promo vIdeo shooT. i can’t remember whose idea it was, but it was generally felt that the location would be perfect because of the sort of wasteland look of it. the actual filming took all day and the local fire brigade was there because we’d lit all these bonfires. but because the wind kept changing direction the embers kept blowing into us and would burn through my drum skins. i actually had to have my kit sent away to be repaired because it was all charred!
whose Idea was The boxInG booTs?
that was the idea of the late Joe awome, the Jam minder, who was a semi-professional boxer. i kept complaining about trying to play the drums wearing the Shelly’s shoes, and he suggested the boxing boots. We went down to the lonsdale shop one day and did a merchandising deal with them. the boots were great for playing live because they were so comfortable, but wearing them outside on the street on the pavement was a nightmare because they had a soft side and if it was cold it was like walking on blocks of ice!
do you LooK aT jam sTuff on e-bay?
i have a look on e-bay now and again. My glasses from the Jam days recently went up for auction, though i'm not sure how much they actually went for. You can pick up signed singles, etc. quite cheaply, though you are probably safer with a signed provenance.
have you heard any of The new bands who CITe The jam as an InfLuenCe; bands LIKe The ordInary boys?
i've heard about the ordinary boys, but i haven't actually heard them. i'll need to check them out. but yeah, i think it's great that bands are following in the Jam's footsteps.
do you PLay jam reCords aT home?
Yeah, every now and again i’ll put something on, things like 'Shopping’ and the live version of ‘Pity Poor alfie’. i suppose i like the stuff that is not so well known like ‘Scrape away’. i enjoyed the experimentation of those tracks and seeing how far we could take them, then adding keyboard or brass.
when dId you LasT PLay The drums?
Probably about four years ago and that was in my mates house who has his own studio. i've no room where i stay for a kit, and i don't think the neighbours would be happy (laughs). i suppose it would be better to get an electronic one with headphones.
do you reCeIve your faIr share of royaLTIes from jam ProduCT?
Yeah, i do receive royalties from Polydor, as they account straight to us, so it's always nice to see extra product being released.
whaT are your vIews on booTLeGs?
i'm not indifferent to it and i've got some recent stuff, which features demos from 1975 and 1980. a couple of the tracks though i actually didn't recognise, and to be honest, they don't sound like the Jam! if the record companies were bothered about bootlegs i'm sure they would do
something about it; they would even release some of the stuff themselves. this underground movement of bootleg selling though probably boosts the sale of the legitimate stuff.
how do you raTe The jam as In GreaT brITIsh bands? it is very difficult to gauge when you are a part of it. i always thought that the Police were a really big band, probably because of all the press that they got. one of those moments i remember, though, was when we went to Deeside and there was a huge queue outside of this venue and we thought, 'what's going on
here?’ then we realised it was us that they were queuing for! i was recently looking at a bbc video of footage from the old Grey Whistle test and as i looked down the list of all these rock icons i suddenly noticed that the Jam were on it, which was brilliant.
Is IT True ThaT you onCe saId ThaT The sonGs on The GIfT were noT drummer's sonGs?
(laughs) that one always seems to come up doesn't it? i think that statement was taken out of context, and it probably came from Paul. i don't think he quite saw the funny side. You know, Paul was an incredibly moody person, you'd say something one day and he'd laugh his head off and the next day he would just look at you.
The TraCK ‘Trans-GLobaL exPress’ sounds LIKe 'so Is The sun'.
Yeah, and ‘Start’ like ‘taxman’ (laughs); will i go on? but the thing is, when we took an influence we were always striving to put our own mark on it, and i think we did; you would instantly know that it was the Jam. We had a great core sound. i loved playing things like ‘Ghosts’, because it was so minimal.
dId you enjoy your fIrsT TasTe of fame?
Not really, because it sort of happens around you and you are not really aware of it; you know that you are on the cover of a magazine, but you don't rush out
and buy it to see your face on it, though i knew certain people who were disappointed if they were not on the front cover (laughs). it all happened so fast.
was bruCe as moody as The Press made ouT?
He could have his moments (laughs), but we all did. He could have his stunts, what would be termed a professional wobbler; you know the scene in Spinal tap, where one of the musicians is complaining that the meat is not the same shape as the bread on his sandwich, that's what it could be like. but you've got to remember that constantly being on tour, getting on and of coaches and planes, well, sometimes it would get to you and people would react to it in different ways.
was There a LoT of aLCohoL Consumed on The Tour bus?
(laughs) i generally didn't drink during the day. i tried to join in, but i'd just end up a mess behind the kit (laughs). Paul would usually be recovering from a hangover from the night before, and then around midday you would hear the beer tops being opened and that was bruce warming up. by the time of the sound check people were well oiled. touring is a boring lifestyle. Paul would play cards all day gambling for money. i never joined in because i knew that i would lose all my money! (laughs). We mostly spent time on the road reading or writing letters.
Videos would be on in the background, stuff like the Good, the bad and the ugly. Most of the time though was spent aimlessley gazing out of the tour bus window.
whaT are your vIews on The musIC IndusTry?
i wouldn't say it was particularly full of horrible people, because they have a job to do, and a business to run, and money to make. there were high-level meetings, and most of it was logistics; going through the plans of organising the tour and how many coaches etc. it ended up though, that our lives were planned out nine months in advance, and there were demands to meet, with Paul having six months to produce another single, etc.
whaT Is your mosT abIdInG memory of The jam?
the whole thing! obviously you'd be thrilled with something and then suddenly something else would top that. Getting a number one was great. When ‘Going underground' went in at number one. We were in the States on this long american tour and it was a fantastic reason to come home. We came back and played top of the Pops.
dId you GeT The ChamPaGne ouT?
i don't like champagne, it's rock 'n' roll mouth wash (laughs), but yeah, we did celebrate and we came home on concorde, which was
amazing; it takes off more like a rocket than a plane! but after we got to number one, it was like, where do we go from here?
have you ever venTured ouT of woKInG?
No, i've always lived in and around Woking, i've no inclination to live in bermuda, (laughs) or Yorkshire or Wales! i like Woking because i know so many people and my friends and family all live here.
do you sTILL have your jam sTaGe wear?
i still have a couple of old suits but they don't fit me anymore (laughs) i sold off quite a lot of stuff. i tell you what i did find though. i was looking through an old box of stuff and found one of the old dressing gowns, which we wore when we came off stage. blue robes with our names embroidered on them. they were similar to boxer's gowns with hoods and they were great to put on after a gig, because we'd come off completely drenched in sweat.
do you have any advICe for younG bands?
Well, i think one thing from my experience, is that we were so into the music that we didn't understand the business side of things. i think bands should have knowledge and an understanding of the technical side of things, though saying that, it's very difficult as a musician to be involved in that side of things.
fan TrIbuTes
ImaGe: editor Drew Hipson’s Jam badge purchased at the Jam Glasgow apollo concert, october, 1980.
mIKe PorTsmouTh
thanks for putting a solid beat in my life, you will live forever in the music. r.i.P.
sTuarT sCoTT
What can i say, rick supplied the back beat to my life growing up; a vital part of a brilliant band. i was lucky enough to meet rick last year during his book tour; a genuine guy. rest in peace, rick.
LLanrumney jonesy
From a seven-year-old to a fiftythree-year old today. one of my all time heroes. r.i.P. legend; forever in my heart.
ParamjIT bhoGaL
rick, you have been a part of my greatest band of all time and your music will live on. it was an absolute pleasure meeting you in person. r.i.P. rick.
PhILL robInson
Machine-gun snare that provided the ammunition behind the Jam. rick, you blew my windows out!
Terry mcCahey
thanks, rick, for being a huge part of the music that shaped and enriched my life, and always will. to be rick buckler was a wonderful thing!
ash Cowen
i first met rick at a launch for the end of an era book at the Holroyd arms pub in Woking. i got there a little early and he invited me to help him set up; here was one my heroes making me so welcome, and i was privileged to have a great chat and hear some stories before the event started. i asked him if he had any badges for sale; he didn’t, but rummaged through his satchel and found me one of his own, which he gave me. i will always cherish this. a brilliant drummer and person in the best fucking band in the world. it was a pleasure to buy him a pint that evening. truly missed.
LaurenCe roLfe
i was lucky enough to meet rick, and he drove me around on a tour. He was one of the nicest blokes you could meet and the greatest drummer in the greatest band. rest easy, rick, you will always be in our hearts.
LuKe PePPard
i only met rick a few times but he was so polite. the Jam are a huge part of my life and the music will live on forever and rick was a huge part of that music. r.i.P. rick buckler.
aLdo PaaPe
the Jam has influenced my life very much. living in amstelveen (which appeared to be a twin town with Woking), i have been to every concert of the Jam at the Paradiso in amsterdam. one
afternoon, i was cycling in amsterdam, passing the Paradiso, when i heard the Jam doing a sound check. the Paradiso staff let me in, which made me very happy. after the sound check, rick threw his drum sticks to the (few) fans present. i was a split second too late to pick one up, feeling a bit embarrassed to 'fight' for it. but i was touched by the kindness of this gesture by rick. He became one of my heroes throughout his career. i was very much touched to hear about his passing.
john morrow
the Jam played a huge part in my life; they were a shining light under difficult times.thank you, for the music, and for a short while turning a drab and colourless world into something bright and colourful. r.i.P. rick.
sCoTT hamILTon
thank you, rick; from buying ‘in the city’ in edinburgh in 1977, through to the final gig in brighton in 1982, and meeting you in the Half Moon in Putney in the 2000s; the music and power of the Jam has endured to this day. rest in peace.
Garry huTson
Great music and top memories with you driving it along behind the drum kit. r.i.P.
KevIn Payne
things will never be the same, thank you for the extraordinary music.
Gordon buLL
i never had the opportunity to see or really appreciate the Jam as a collective trio (i was born in 1970), but through older lads from our road and school i got into their music and the mod revival. Now, at almost fifty-five, i still listen to the lPs regularly. thanks for the music and the impact, that, along with messrs Weller and Foxton, you had on myself and many others. i’m so fortunate to have met you at last year’s Mods Mayday. r.i.P. rick buckler.
Graham jones the beat to the soundtrack of my life. the beat will never surrender.
brIan morrIson
as a ten-year-old boy, i discovered the Jam and i have never looked back. i don’t think that a week has passed where i’ve not listened to the Jam. there were three of you, but to us, you were one. r.i.P. rick.
PeTer equI
What a journey! thanks for the memories, rick. r.i.P.
PauL LaTTer
i got into the Jam in 1982, when a new lad moved in across the road. they were, and still are my favourite band, with rick’s drum beat always banging away in my car. thanks, legend, for the memories of my life.
marK whITmore the drum beat to my youth and such a huge influence on me
personally. thank you for all the music and the memories, which i will always cherish. rest in peace, rick.
deborah barKer
rick has been a part of my life since i was fourteen. i used to go to as many Jam gigs as i could. i’m still in shock. Fly with the angels.
davId KerLey
the Jam have provided the drum beat to my life. any event i can link to a song from that glorious five years – and rick provided that drum beat; the very heart beat of my life. thank you rick, rest easy, my friend – gone but never to be forgotten.
sTeve CaLLard
r.iP. the Jam’s powerhouse. Forty-seven glorious years of wonderful sounds. thanks, rick.
PhIL bInfIeLd
When i first heard ‘in the city’ on the radio in april, 1977, at the age of thirteen, i went and bought it straight away. it introduced me to a whole new world of music and culture, and it's fair to say that it has shaped my life ever since. thank you, rick, for being the powerhouse drummer in the best fucking band in the world. May you r.i.P.
marK rILey
all Mod cons got me into music and the Jam, and from that day onwards, they have always been a massive part of my life. rest easy, rick.
Kevan haCKeTT
the best drummer in the best band in the fucking world, but more importantly, a truly lovely bloke. r.i.P. rick.
mIKe vInTon
rick buckler was a vital part of the sound of the Jam - a band that meant (and still means) more than any other. He will always be a legend.
PauL benneTT
to have been at secondary school, in the late seventies, and early-eighties and to have had the Jam simultaneously instill a sartorial disposition and vocalise a generation, then to bow out at their peak, leaving a flawless legacy in their wake. timeless records as relevant as the day they were written - underpinned by that meticulous beat - rick buckler, the pulse of the greatest band. thank you. r.i.P.
sTeve hoLdway
one of the main reasons that i became a mod in the late seventies. after purchasing the in the city album, the punchy beat of the drumming was so addictive. i was fortunate to meet rick a couple of times and he was always happy to stop and chat; a true gent.
john morrow
the Jam played a huge part in my life; they were a shining light under difficult times. thank you, for the music, and, for a short while, turning a drab and
colourless world into something bright and colourful. r.i.P. rick.
PauL moody
r.i.P. rick. a great drummer, especially on ‘Strange town’, ‘the Gift’, ‘Funeral Pyre’ and ‘absolute beginners’. You are sadly missed. Just a pity that the Jam never reformed, even if just for a picture of all three members back together again with their arms around each other. We will never see that now.
wayne sPenCer
the 29th of april, 1977 and the single release of ‘in the city’. a few moments in, and in comes rick buckler’s drums, and so many of us immediately loved that sound; the beat travelling straight to our hearts, to remain there forever. the Jam gave us a place to belong; they spoke directly to us and made us feel seen and understood; the sound of a generation. We mourn deeply rick’s passing, because that music still means so much to us, every single day. rick, you will be missed and remembered always. thank you for everything.
nICK younG
as a twelve-year-old kid in 1977, the Jam came into my life and blew me away. Now, nearing sixty years of age, they still do the same thing. rick buckler was part of the beating heart that made the Jam so special. rest easy, rick.
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