Jimmie Rodgers, singer of 'Honeycomb' and other hits, dies
Source: Omaha World Herald-AP
PALM DESERT, Calif. (AP) Jimmie Rodgers, singer of the 1957 hits Honeycomb and Kisses Sweeter Than Wine whose career in music and movies was disrupted by a severe head injury a decade later, has died at age 87.
Rodgers died from kidney disease on Jan. 18 in Palm Desert, California, and had also tested positive for COVID-19, publicist Alan Eichler said Saturday, citing family.
Rodgers performed for $10 a night around Nashville while stationed there with the U.S. Air Force after the Korean War. He appeared on a talent show and got an audition with Roulette Records, which signed him after hearing him perform Honeycomb, a song by Bob Merrill.
With a style of singing and playing guitar that included elements of country, folk and pop, the Camas, Washington native recorded many other Top 10 hits during the late 1950s, including Secretly," Oh-Oh, I'm Falling in Love Again, and Are You Really Mine?
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Clash City Rocker
(3,396 posts)who was known as the Singing Brakeman and Americas Blue Yodeler.
Ill have to mention this to my parents. Honeycomb was one of their songs when they were dating.
PatSeg
(47,455 posts)Roy Rolling
(6,917 posts)I had a brother 15 years older and heard the song Honeycomb relentlessly as a kid. I miss my brother. 😉
Auggie
(31,171 posts)I saw him perform at Disney World in 1972.
OneBlueSky
(18,536 posts)in my double-size carrying case of 45s that exists somewhere . . . it's probably either "Honeycomb" or "Secretly" . . . I'm tempted to do some digging and spend a little nostalgia time thumbing through those little records with the big holes to see it I can find it . . . should also uncover a bunch of other long forgotten hits . . . I'm sure there's several Elvis records, and a few Beatles hits in their original photographic covers as well . . . could be a fun way to spend an afternoon . . .