Sam Cooke
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Shit was always like this in Memphis. The last time he had been in town, they had run out of gas, and he had sent Charlie to get some. While he was waiting for Charles to come back, a white policeman pulled up and told him to move the car. Sam explained the situation, but the policeman had no interest. "Well, push it, then," he said. Sam drew himself up to his full height. He was a singer, he told the policeman. His name was Sam Cooke, and he didn't push cars. If Frank Sinatra was there, he said, "you wouldn't ask him to push no car." Charles was back by now, trying to get his brother's attention, but Sam just shook him off. If it was all that important, he suggested to the policeman, "You push the fucking car. You may not know who I am," he said, "but your wife does. Go home and ask your wife about me." 
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Dream Boogie is a great read.
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Oh, and with a double helping of:
just listening to Mr. Cooke this morning.
You mean dude had his way with the ladies. Cooke's reputation wasn't exactly that of a gentleman when it came to getting what he wanted from girls.
if you know what i mean...