Posted on the Gong website on the 23rd of August
"Gilli died at mid-day in Australia surrounded by loved ones. She had been admitted to Byron Bay hospital with pneumonia a couple of days ago. She was 83 and also ageless.
Her unique stage presence and vocals manifested and determinedly represented a vital, deeply fundamental feminine principle within the Gong universe. She last performed with the band in 2012.
The two images of Gilli that spring to mind when I think of her are reading a newspaper, feet up on a tour bus, in our kitchen, in 100s of dressing rooms - she was never without a newspaper whatever country we were in, or laughing - a little Gilli semi-supressed chuckle at the absurdity of pretty much everything.
We will miss her. Love to the Good Witch and all who feel her loss."
I remember watching her solo as 'Mother Gong' in a pub. People were walking past drawn by the strange noises and lights being emitted, she'd smile as they gawped in though the window. She stood in front of a projector which one second would show a gorilla, a babies head, a clitoris all morphing into one another all very trippy strange, uplifting and disturbing at the same time. A true one off experience from a true one off, very sad. :
"Gilli died at mid-day in Australia surrounded by loved ones. She had been admitted to Byron Bay hospital with pneumonia a couple of days ago. She was 83 and also ageless.
Her unique stage presence and vocals manifested and determinedly represented a vital, deeply fundamental feminine principle within the Gong universe. She last performed with the band in 2012.
The two images of Gilli that spring to mind when I think of her are reading a newspaper, feet up on a tour bus, in our kitchen, in 100s of dressing rooms - she was never without a newspaper whatever country we were in, or laughing - a little Gilli semi-supressed chuckle at the absurdity of pretty much everything.
We will miss her. Love to the Good Witch and all who feel her loss."
I remember watching her solo as 'Mother Gong' in a pub. People were walking past drawn by the strange noises and lights being emitted, she'd smile as they gawped in though the window. She stood in front of a projector which one second would show a gorilla, a babies head, a clitoris all morphing into one another all very trippy strange, uplifting and disturbing at the same time. A true one off experience from a true one off, very sad. :
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