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Monday, December 25. 2006

Not white bread

It's sad to hear of the death of the Godfather of Soul, James Brown, at 73.

It was interesting, but not surprising, to see that he has been on tour.

Rough, raw, and a complete showman, it's hard to imagine anyone putting more more of his spirit into a performance.

Definitely not white bread. Everytime I listen to James Brown I feel a little bit like the college guys in Animal House who wandered into the wrong bar.

He recorded "Please, Please, Please" in 1956. Most of my generation knew him first from "Live at the Apollo" - but he did his best stuff later with his funk bands.

Rude, crude, and socially unacceptable? For sure. "Music" that could make a corpse move their body.

Here's Sex Machine at YouTube.

Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 17:51 | Comments (3) | Trackbacks (0)

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Yep--adios to a guy who made his mark. Rest in peace, we'll miss you!
#1 Buddy Larsen on 2006-12-25 21:06 (Reply)
Yes. Not your model citizen, and not your model musician - but cool for sure.
#2 bird dog on 2006-12-26 08:14 (Reply)
Well, if he's not a 'model musician', he certainly inspired many to become such.

I searched around YouTube for his performances where the guy comes out to drape a cape over him. :) I love that drama!
#3 Phoenix on 2006-12-26 13:31 (Reply)

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