Tis a sad christmas day today. The Hardest Working Man in Show Business is dead. An unfortunate event to say the least. But his groves will live forever! I can’t even imagine how many hours I’ve logged listening to the Godfather while driving the ford, dodge, vw or the mazda all over the north american continent to one audition or another - on one family holiday trip home from university or one of many a visit to see a girl friend. James was always there with me helping the miles and klicks go by a little faster. I’d have no rhythm without the guy. Today will be a james brown christmas in honorariam and in memoriam for a master artist! Merry Christmas to all his fans.
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jacob smith // December 25, 2006 at 7:47 pm |
Just a James brown memory:I was living with Brian in Pittsburgh when I finally broke a long running celibate steak with a new (but ultimately questionable) relationship. We celibrated early the next day with James singing: “i’m a sex machine!”
Cheers to a tight band and a hard working man.