Today is the first full day without James Brown. He lived a very soulful life, from what I'm told. I understand he was the Godfather of Soul. I did not know that. Thanks, TV news. You're always there for me. I just had no idea.
Who will replace him? I vote for Eddie Murphy, but I think I'd be happy with Jamie Foxx. I don't think either one would accept, to be honest. It's not that they wouldn't want to seem like they were trying to disrespect James Brown. It's just that the winner has to get it on with Aretha Franklin.
Godfather of Soul. I think the overwhelming majority of people in America believe, and I count myself as one of them, that black people are more soulful than the rest of us. Maybe they are, but what does that mean? They have bigger souls? Better souls? Deeper souls? Souls that make them fly?
While it may be true that the music of people such as James Brown is rooted in gospel and church and is wildly entertaining, it is also true that soul has it's downside. Soulful people are some of the worst decision-makers the world has ever known. Jimmy Carter was a soulful, caring, hand-wringing individual, but he was a loser and now Iran is all soulful about nuclear confrontation because of him.
George Bush wanted to be a compassionate conservative and he messed up a winning thing because he had too much soul for the people of Iraq.
The Commodores are not together anymore.
Even James Brown, could not master his soul completely given his numerous run-ins with the law and odd hair choices. But there was no doubt he had soul. Deep soul. Big soul. And he was nuts.
I was cheered up today by receiving a lovely box of sweets in the mail from a Christmas well-wisher. In the box were some delicious coconut haystacks. Why do we name holiday foods after the most unappetizing objects on earth? Haystacks, logs, bowls, balls. You wouldn't eat these. Yet, put a bunch of chocolate and nuts on them and place them in a pretty box and all of sudden people are all, "I'm eating balls, man. Awesome."