And so, 24 hours on since the news first broke, you might as well face it that Robert Palmer is still dead. The singer for whom the maxim 'behind every successful faux-sophisticate man is a trio of hot chicks in mini-skirts pretending to play guitar' was invented, succumbed to a heart attack in Paris, aged 54. Well, we didn't see that one coming, did we? And, presumably, neither did poor Bob. Otherwise, he'd have exercised more and smoked less, I guess.