r.i.p. james brown
this has sure been the yr to contemplate mortality at mi casa, and christmas morning is certainly no exception, bringing as it does the news that the godfather of soul, the hardest working man in show business, the original sex machine, mr. "please please please," james brown, has left the planet, aged 73. proof positive, as if any more were needed, that even forces of nature can be stilled. as his augusta, georgia, homeboy little richard told msnbc, "he was an innovator, he was an emancipator, he was an originator." sock it to 'em, j.b.
posted by stashdauber at 7:32 AM
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"i taught them everything they know, but not everything I know..." - j.b.
the wife bought me "showtime" on vinyl our first christmas together, and i remember how blown away i was when i heard the man for the 1st time at 17. it was "live in paris - 1971" and i was floored. take care godfather...
yeah, talk about yr complex responses to slavery...the man put it all together: africa, the church, pride and self-determination, megalomania, and a concept of community service that younger entertainers would do well to emulate (who do you think the mayor of augusta called post-king assassination in '68 to keep folks from burning the city down?). there was only one, and there will never be another.
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