Lou Rawls: Greatest Thing Since Black Pepper
Louise Criscione, KRLA Beat, 5 November 1966
THEY CALL IT Blues but really it's a large spoonful of mother earth. All heaped up and occasionally spilling over. When it spills over it's out of sight because that's when you feel it. That's when you're alive. And if you can't feel it, you might as well just fold yourself right up. You're dead. It's kind of like dancing and not feeling the beat. Sort of bobbing up and down, hands and legs flying. But going nowhere because you're flying alone.
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