The Godfather passed away last night as most of us slept. James Brown was 73 years old and still out performing, knocking crowds on their asses, injecting much-needed soul into a jaded American public. It is weird to me because I found out yesterday that one of my uncles was recently hospitalized with pneumonia and I was telling a friend about it last night when I discovered Brown was also in the hospital with it. Every musician playing and performing right now owes a debt of gratitude to this man, and I hope the younger generations realize where their hip-hop and R & B music came from.
RIP Brother James...
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