“Life is……..”
It is what you make of it. It is not too difficult, it is not easy, it is not promised. Life means something specific unto the individual; for me, life is music, and music is my life.
I was born on the back of Stevie Wonder and Teddy Pendergrass, with delightful Whispers in a Smokey (Robinson) room. In a time where everything was Kool & The Gang, echoes of Sade and the ‘Sweetest Taboo’ that is her voice, melting me at an early age. A time before any Take On Me could be established, when I was too young to Wear My Sunglasses At Night. The radios were ablaze with sounds that packed a Soul Sonic Force, binding the Zulu Nation to a common cause. A city acid washed with angry words (Don’t Push Me ‘Cause I’m Close To The Edge) amidst a racist backdrop ripe with corruption and a surprising epidemic of Black Cops targeting black men and women to abuse their rights and privileges.
Music was my partner, the Nick Ashford to my Valerie Simpson, the. Lionel Ritchie to my Commodores, the Hip to my Hop, the Roll to my Rock. And still today, music has never left my side, and always kept me sane when I had lost all belief in a better way of life.
Yea, life is what you make it. I intend to make MY life SING! For an offering of song is indeed a healing hand.
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