I'm surprised to see no one posting in memory of Kevin Ayers, who died last week in the south of France, where he had lived for many years.
One of the most brilliant of the Canterbury rockers of the 1960s, Ayers' music with Soft Machine and as a soloist was fabulous.
Here's the New York Times' obituary.
Listening to Ayers' soft voice with its beautiful upper-class Kent accent singing -

A certain kind... of love, I'd say
Exists for me, and every night
Your kind of love sets me alight
And I know it's real, it's what I feel, what I feel...

And loving you the way I do
Makes everything seem right again

- brings those always-sunny (in memories) days wistfully back in a breath.