tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post726670000992941779..comments2021-10-05T19:44:46.905+02:00Comments on BerlinBites: James Brown, R.I.P.Jon Lebkowskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16248713335392018033noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-50858769876893989062006-12-28T05:33:00.000+01:002006-12-28T05:33:00.000+01:00Re: the second part of your post - how many times ...Re: the second part of your post - how many times in the short history of the Numero Group have we run into that story? It's always "somebody threw it all out," or left it in someone's flooded basement or "it's around here somewhere," but it never is.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-60046473914276739172006-12-27T20:39:00.000+01:002006-12-27T20:39:00.000+01:00I remember seeing James Brown on shows like Llyod ...I remember seeing James Brown on shows like Llyod Thaxton's in Los Angeles, and on Shindig and the Ed Sullivan Show when I was a kid. My parents <i>hated</i> James Brown--he absolutely terrified them, and not just because he was a black man who was absolutely assertive. I think it was because they could see all the rich passion shamelessly celebrated that they, as white, lower-middle-class were denied. The culture of the early 1960s was still under the iron boot of consumerist conformism and acts like Brown were direct assaults on the status quo. When Watts erupted in the summer of 1965, my folks attributed part of the cause to the liberties accorded James Brown to publicly sweat, gyrate, and cry freedom from the straightjacket of the Eisenhower era.<br /><br />Naturally, and not just to bug my folks, I dug Mr. Brown's music. Looking back it's pretty astonishing how popular he was with white kids in my part of Los Angeles. His songs on our juke box in the gymnasium were among the most played at sock hops (anyone know what those were?), and I feel a personally debt to James Brown in however much of my honky uptightness I was able to subvert in my formative years.<br /><br />RIP Godfather.Olafhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11146172146418891831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-39626999582790233212006-12-27T19:08:00.000+01:002006-12-27T19:08:00.000+01:00I can't believe JB is dead and I can't believe tha...I can't believe JB is dead and I can't believe that he was on a Cincinnati label of all things. Fact trumps fiction once again. Nice sideways tribute. Gettupa.Benhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08025018208527496312noreply@blogger.com