I found out a day late, while sitting to diner at my folks' place. My dad asked me what I thought about his passing, and it was like a kick to the face. I can't explain it, but James Brown was just someone who I assumed would be around forever.
I just got back from out of town and no-soulstrut-land. So while it is a bit belated, I just wanted to add my own RIP. I am listening to Sex Machine live double LP now. The man was just the best to do it. Funkier than a million small label big money records. Maybe this will inspire some of the younger heads to put their quests for the hyper-obscure on hold and dust off (or pick up) copies of the man's classics.
Goddamn. You know, I normally don't get surprised by this shit because it's just a part of the cycle of life but I didn't expect this. Devastating.
I'm glad to hear that he was performing and doing well in his last years. He did hit a rough patch between '88 - 98 or so. Other than that, nothing but bring it every night for decades and decades.
I've memtioned it before, but since it was a major moment in my life, I will mention it again. Saw him in '80s at Lung Fungs on 82nd in Portland. Convereted bowling alley. He spent most of the night on one knee asking if he could scream; YEAH! Or asking for someone to help him, which no one ever did, even though we were inches away. He always managed to get back up and sing a verse, perioette, do the splits, before falling to the floor again. I shook his hand.
Saw him twice again in the 80s, at bumper shoot around '84, Key Arena. Then about a year later at the Seattle Paramount, Mary Wells, Martha Reeves and Etta James opened, giant band with Fred Wesley. Guy in front of me kept telling his date "That's Soul!". James played every instrument on the stage, could still do the splits.
Let's have a moment of silence for the Hardest Working Man In Show Business, The King Of Soul, JAMES BROWN! .........
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Dilla passed now James is dead, where are my heroes?
R.I.P Mr Dynamite!
May he rest in peace, one of the true true greats to ever bless music.
Rest in peace to a true innovator.
Goddamn. You know, I normally don't get surprised by this shit because it's just a part of the cycle of life but I didn't expect this. Devastating.
I'm glad to hear that he was performing and doing well in his last years. He did hit a rough patch between '88 - 98 or so. Other than that, nothing but bring it every night for decades and decades.
I've memtioned it before, but since it was a major moment in my life, I will mention it again. Saw him in '80s at Lung Fungs on 82nd in Portland. Convereted bowling alley. He spent most of the night on one knee asking if he could scream; YEAH! Or asking for someone to help him, which no one ever did, even though we were inches away. He always managed to get back up and sing a verse, perioette, do the splits, before falling to the floor again. I shook his hand.
Saw him twice again in the 80s, at bumper shoot around '84, Key Arena. Then about a year later at the Seattle Paramount, Mary Wells, Martha Reeves and Etta James opened, giant band with Fred Wesley. Guy in front of me kept telling his date "That's Soul!". James played every instrument on the stage, could still do the splits.
Let's have a moment of silence for the Hardest Working Man In Show Business, The King Of Soul, JAMES BROWN! .........
His music really changed my life in good