A tearful farewell to the legendary Ray Charles, one of the only musicians to find artistic and commercial success in blues, soul, and even country and western music, and one bad motherfucker on the piano. Jon Pareles and Bernard Weintraub wrote a nice obituary in today's Times that's worth checking out.
In other, far more disturbing music news, Ice-T plans to produce a rap album for his neighbor and close friend David Hasselhoff. How can a guy who made an album with Kool Keith called Pimp to Eat hang out with a guy who talks to his car, names his kid "Hobie," and recorded an album called Looking for Freedom? Friendship with self-styled badass and former real-life pimp T might explain Der Hasselhoff's recent drunk driving arrest. Speaking of pimps, get your pimp name at PlayerAppreciate.com. I am now Master Fly Jason Flex, although I think that's more an MC name than a pimp name. I was hoping for something like Jellybean McDaddy or Sweetness Washington. Oh well. No one said pimpin' was easy. In fact, Big Daddy Kane said it ain't.
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