A founding member of ELO has been killed in a freak accident when a giant hay bale rolled out of a field and landed on his van.

Cellist Mike Edwards died instantly when the 50-stone cylindrical bale careered down a slope, flipped 15ft over a hedge and smashed on to the roof of his van.

Mr Edwards, 62, was known for unconventional cello playing including plucking the strings with an orange or grapefruit and his bizarre customs which became a major ingredient of ELO, the Electric Light Orchestra.

I've got a few Moon stories I'm saving up for the book, but here's one: The guys were at Olympic studios in London (can't remember what they were working on) with Glyn Johns producing and engineering. (Helios desk). It was the first time I had seen Mr Johns angry (livid) because for the 3rd time Keith had surreptitiously removed Mr J's tiny foldback mic from the gooseneck at his position at the desk. So he's giving complicated instructions to some session musicians in the studio - but to them he looked like a goldfish mouthing in the aquarium. Very annoying, but quite funny.

Keith topped the day by requesting to perform an additional percussion track on one of the songs. He disappeared into the booth out of sight of the control room window, and as the track played we heard this amazing sniffing beat (which I believe was a reference to partaking in Peruvian cocoa). It was great - but then in the second chorus it stopped. Roadies, who could see him in the booth, rushed over to find that the Moon had hyperventilated and was now unconscious among the cables on the floor.

I was in the car park when Glyn strode out angrily toward his Maribou chocolate-coloured Lincoln Continental. "That F*cking Moon! That's the last time. F*ck! AAAAaaaargggghhh". And slammed the car door behind him.

Never saw the chap again.

You can't be me, I'm taken