Memories of my high school trip to New York City and hatching a plot to steal off from the hotel in the night to see James Brown play in Manhattan, knowing that I had the chance to see a legend, that it would be a performance I would never forget. I never made it that night, but I can't forget the man who taught me what funk and groove was at it's finest. Over the years he's given me countless hours of listening enjoyment. It's undoubtedly worthy of taking a few minutes out of this Christmas morning to remember the 'hardest working man in show business'. This is how I will honor the memory of the Godfather of Soul.
yeah, unbelievable.. G and I had a little JB and the JBs track by track tribute tonight..
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