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Ex-Fleetwood Mac Guitarist Bob Weston Dead at 64

Musician played in early Seventies lineup of the band

January 6, 2012 1:55 PM ET
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Bob Weston performs with Fleetwood Mac in Newcastle, United Kingdom.
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Bob Weston, a guitarist who played as a member of Fleetwood Mac on their early Seventies albums Penguin and Mystery to Me, has died at the age of 64. Police found the musician's body at his home in North London. An autopsy report indicates that was suffering from a gastric intestinal hemorrhage, cirrhosis and a throat ailment at the time of his death.

Weston joined Fleetwood Mac as a replacement for guitarist Danny Kirwan in 1972. He was later fired from the band by drummer Mick Fleetwood after it was discovered that he was having an ongoing affair with Fleetwood's wife, Jenny Boyd.

Weston went on to play in Murray Head and Ian Wallace's All-Stars Band and released a string of solo albums, one of which featured Mick Fleetwood on drums.

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