Bobby Doyle

In loving memory of a wonderful person. We will love you and miss you always.

Have his 1962 album 'The Bobby Doyle Three' with Kenny Rogers. Singing harmony/blend with jazz is difficult, but it fit right in with my Four Freshmen/HiLo's collection.

One sat night, after an early am jam session at the "ShowBiz" club on Holcombe Blvd (around July '64) with Bobby, Don, and Kenny, during the later set, Kenny asked me if I wanted to go with him and Bobby over to the nearby Rice University parking lot by the stadium to "let Bobby drive" his cadillac. I was game and I found myself around 4am in the back seat of a Caddy with Bobby D and Kenny in the front......with Bobby flooring the pedal and heading straight for the stadium...it seemed like 5...

And for those of you posting in memory of a coach named Bobby Doyle, you have the wrong obituary that you are posting to. This Bobby Doyle was a blind musician from Texas. He was never a track coach. Sorry.

Please look Bobby Doyle up in Facebook. We have started a memorial page for him there to be remembered. Look for it. Thank you.

We first met Bobby at the Ramada Inn in Houston about 1964, and remember Kenny singing "Fly Me to the Moon" like Sinatra. Bobby had a great voice for ballads and played great piano. I had no idea he was back in Texas until I came across this obit. When the trio came to Beaumont they sat in at a dance we (Chase & Gene) were playing & we stayed in touch until they went on the road with the Kirby Stone Four. He was a great talent. RIP Bobby.

miss ya, Sugar...no more canasta, no more backstrap, don't go to Eddie V's anymore, but Kay and I played your music this weekend...we miss ya. Save me a place on your bandstand I know you and Jim are jammin'

I first met Bobby Doyle in 1963 at the Show Biz, not far from the Shamrock Hotel. A few weeks later I spoke to him again while he was at the Thunderbird, trying to set up a date in Dallas. Fast forward 37 years. I had not heard, heard of, thought of, or seen the man in the interim. I walk into the Driskill Lounge and take a seat with my back to the piano player. After a while I tell my date, "You know, that guy playing the piano - that voice - those chords, remind me of a blind piano player I...

Just ran across the obit...new Bobby as a friend when we were in our teens...even water skied at night on Lake Austin! will really be missed! R.I.P. big guy!