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Remembering The Ghost Of The Greats

1-I woke up this morning to the sweet sounds of soul blasting from my radio that inspired and lifted my spirits immensely. Having been awakened to a new day in such a profound way. I decided to offer my remembrance to the amazing crooners, songstress’, prolific singer-songwriters and record producers who’ve transitioned to that wonderful place all of us wish to go. Their amazing talent must make-up the most amazing heavenly choir.

We know black music has influenced every sound or beat they every made and of course, as they have in much of world history they stole what was rightfully ours. So let’s take a moment and pay homage to the innovators and creators of such amazing music. I have said many things I cannot imagine a world without Motown or that of the great black music legends!

As I began to wondering what it must be like as the ghosts of the greats walk around heaven or wherever we go in the afterlife gathering for a concert to sing that music the meant so much to us in this life. The harmony must be simply amazing. When these great artists were alive and with us; black music – soul music – was awesome. Thankfully, they left us their gifts of sound for us to forever enjoy.

I’ll just name a few choir member that are walking around heaven all day: Whitney Houston, David Ruffin, Eddie Kendricks, Ali-Ollie Woodson, Marvin Gaye, Billy Preston, James Brown, Etta James, Donny Hathaway, Isaac Hayes, Nic Ashford, Sam Cooke, Otis Redding, Tammie Terrell, Teena Marie, Levi Stubbs, Barry White, Grover Washington, Johnny Taylor, Bob Marley, Gerald Levert, Ray Charles, Maurice White, and Michael Jackson. Although it’s impossible to name them all – BUT WE MISS AND LOVE YOU!

Times were much difficult for black people because of your work. You added hope to our struggle and your souls brought out such creative music albeit from the secular world and the church – we were overjoyed. Today’s black artists do not know what it is to be innovative or create their own music, and if they do, they do not have what I know as soul, you hardly feel anything. The new generation started producing their music, often times, in such negative a way that it affects the black community in what I view as negative ways. Is it because they did not learn from the great artist that came before them or know what it means to be creative.

What I see and hear, for the most part, black music could be at the point of no return. Furthermore, the artists who are now deceased singing in that glorious choir in this place called heaven were originals who never imitated to gain fame. These days, you have a lot of imitators, and this is one of the main reasons why we have few black artists today that touch our souls.

Moreover or sadly is that the new generation of artists, for the most part, seem to have no knowledge of what soul music means spiritually or simply understand how to be original. So to the ghosts of the greats – Rest In Peace – you will be remembered for all times. And that’s my Thought Provoking Perspective…


Remembering Whitney Houston

551511_873990625956130_495015768969512347_nI would like to take the time to share a remembrance of the woman known as “Nippy.” When I heard the heartbreaking news of Whitney Houston’s death; I was shocked, as I’m sure most of you were! This was one of those events that you will always be able to recall where you were for the rest of your life. In the mists of this tragedy, I wondered if you have thought about the reason we live. The process of life dictates that we are born to die. In my groundbreaking novel “Just a Season” I referred to this earthly period of existence as the “Dash” that will be placed on our final marker; placed between the beginning and end dates of our season.

Now, the more important point here is that each of us will face this quandary and will have a dash. We are only here for only a short period of time, which is only “Just a Season.” Therefore, what we should strive to accomplish is to make sure that while here you increase the equity within your dash. I’ll quote the great Richard Pryor who said, “This is the ultimate test!”

As we saw the footage concerning Whitney’s passing, I remember asking myself is this the price of fame? Kathleen Parker wrote an article that week where she said, “It is painful to watch. You can see her struggling to cooperate, but the love they (meaning the fans) wanted wasn’t there. You can only give what you have. Beneath the halfhearted smile, Houston looked empty in the end, exhausted and drained by the insistence of her audience. Maybe self-medication played a role, but the scene was a metaphor for what surely has been at least part of her internal struggle: the curse of fame.”

I tend to agree with her as she went on to say “the incredible voice that came to Earth with Whitney Houston ceased to be her own once Clive Davis put her on an album cover, which is not to pity the wildly successful sound. Who doesn’t want to be discovered, to live the big life, to have a shot at something extraordinary? But the cost is costly, especially for the phenomenally gifted.

We’ve seen this time and time again. There was Michael Jackson, Hendrix, Pryor, Cornelius, and so many more who in all their splendor and glory lived a life cursed by fame. The famous or the greats leave us far too soon to transition to the afterlife. If you pick up a newspaper and read the obituary, you will see the faces of those who’ve gone on. But in the case of stars, rich or famous people we act as if it is not supposed to happen to them. I will remind you; none of us knows the minute or the hour.

The interesting thing is that most of us can’t imagine what that level of fame is like or why anyone would want it? Frankly, the answer to that would be just about everyone. The popularity of reality shows and the extent to which some are willing to go in exchange for even fleeting recognition is something bordering on pathological.

Not long ago her only daughter, Bobbi Christina, joined you in heavenly rest. She was a young woman cursed by Whitney’s fame whose season was troubled and short but now lays beside her dear mother in her earthly resting place. In life, there are many sad stories, and this is one of the saddest. God Bless you both!!!

When you look at Whitney’s life, her fame was of a higher order, based not only on her extraordinary talent; it was more about the relationship with her fans. When she sang and pointed to the audience, it was easy to feel as if she was talking to you. When she wished us joy and happiness, it was easy to believe because when she wished us, love, we felt it. The love was a mutual connection and her beauty almost seemed less important.

There is sufficient history of the talented who met similar ends that fame is a huge risk. Fans may pay the bills, but they also siphon the spirit of the adored. You’ve heard that it is lonely at the top. What this means, if you are somebody, you belong to everybody. Now that her season has come and gone; she belongs to the ages now. Whitney, I forgive you, love you, and glad you were born. Rest in Peace for all eternity. And that’s my Thought Provoking Perspectives…

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“Just a Season”

Heavenly Choir

I began my day thinking about my dear son who transitioned and left this life some years ago. I like to think he is always with me and through pray he knows this. Then as I read today’s paper and read a story about the condition of Bobbi Kristina and felt deeply saddened that it appears she will not recover. As I continued, I remembered all of the friends and family who have passed.

My grandmother loved music, and I began to wonder what it must be like in heaven where the ghosts of the greats gather to sing in that heavenly choir. The harmony must be simply amazing. When these great artists were alive and with us black music – soul music – was awesome. Thankfully, they left us their gift to enjoy forever.

Of course, there are far to many to list but I’ll name a few choir member that are walking around heaven all day: Whitney Houston, David Ruffin, Eddie Kendricks, Ali-Ollie Woodson, Bobby Womack, Marvin Gaye, Billy Preston, James Brown, Etta James, Donny Hathaway, Isaac Hayes, Nic Ashford, Sam Cooke, Otis Redding, Tammie Terrell, Teena Marie, Levi Stubbs, Barry White, Grover Washington Jr., Johnny Taylor, Bob Marley, the Levert brothers, Ray Charles and Michael Jackson. YOU WILL NOT BE FORGOTTEN, WE MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU!

Times were much difficult for black people, but the struggle brought out such creative music from the souls of these greats be it in the secular world and in the church. Today’s black artists do not know what it is to be innovative and create their own music, and if they do, they do not have what I know as soul, you hardly feel anything. The late 90′s and into the 21st century was the worst time in the world of soul music. New generations start producing their music, then it negatively affects the black community, because they did not learn from the great artist that came before them or know what it means to be creative.

What I see and hear, for the most part, black music could be at the point of no return. Furthermore, the artists who are now deceased singing in that glorious choir in this place called heaven were originals who never imitated any other music artists to gain fame. These days, you have a lot of imitators, and this is one of the main reasons why we have no more black artist with real soul that touch our souls when they sing.

Moreover, it appears that the new generations have no knowledge of what soul music means or even how to just be an original artist. And that’s my Thought Provoking Perspective…


Remembering Whitney

007_1000During the course of my life, I have yet to meet a person without flaws or who have not gone through trials and tribulations. Particularly, if you have reached the pinnacle of success in a career as a person gifted with extraordinary talents. Whitney was no different.

She was one of our greatest songstress’, a diva, mother, daughter, sister, and a human being. For this reason, I say we should not chastise nor diminish her greatness as a result of any of her life’s challenges. So I say to you, particularly during this very difficult time in the life of her child that all of you so-called Godly folk remember that “he who is without sin – cast the first stone.”

God blessed us with the life of Whitney and the world was better for it. Rest in Peace, and I know that heavenly choir is much richer having your lovely voice. Remembering you and praying for you, and your child during this sad and difficult time. You may be gone “Nippy”, but you are definitely not forgotten. And that’s my thought provoking perspective…

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Singer Whitney Houston Dead

Whitney Houston, who reigned as pop music’s queen until her majestic voice and regal image were ravaged by drug use, erratic behavior and a tumultuous marriage to singer Bobby Brown, has died. She was 48.

Publicist Kristen Foster said Saturday that the singer had died, but the cause and the location of her death were unknown.

I am sure all of us will remember Whitney’s early work and the impact she had on our lives and the music industry. I am saddened by her untimely death. I extend my condolences and prayer to her family and friends, especially her daughter, Bobbi Kristina. Gone but not forgotten.

Read more: Whitney Houston is dead at the age of 48

And that is my Thought Provoking Perspective!

REST IN PEACE


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