Sly Stone, funk pioneer and leader of Sly and the Family Stone, dies aged 82
Sly Stone, one of the pioneers who transformed funk music, and leader of Sly and the Family Stone, has died aged 82, his family has said.
The band revolutionalised popular music in the 1960s and 70s, with hits such as Everyday People, Stand!, and Family Affair.
In a statement on Monday, his publicist writing on behalf of his family said Stone had died after "a prolonged battle with COPD and other underlying health issues."
"Sly passed away peacefully, surrounded by his three children, his closest friend, and his extended family," the statement reads.
"While we mourn his absence, we take solace in knowing that his extraordinary musical legacy will continue to resonate and inspire generations to come."
Stone, who was born Sylvester Stewart, formed Sly and the Family Stone with his brother and sisters in 1966. It was the first group to include both black and white men and women.
The group released five top 10 singles, and three million-selling albums. They were also known for their memorable performances, including at Woodstock festival in 1969, and were inducted into the the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame in 1993.
Stone's family said he had recently completed a screenplay for his life story, following a memoir published in 2024.
The statement from Stone's family says he was a "monumental figure" and "groundbreaking innovator", "a true pioneer who redefined the landscape of pop, funk, and rock music."
"His iconic songs have left an indelible mark on the world, and his influence remains undeniable."
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