I’ve been thinking about a few people lately. Not that I don’t always think about many people, but the ones on my mind a lot for the past two weeks or so are radio legend Hal Jackson (I was his like, “valet”, briefly in 1984 while working at his radio station, WBLS-FM), the approaching anniversary of a former lady friend suddenly dumping me last June 12th, and Chaka Khan. Listening to an old diary tape from when I went to the Blue Note, New York City, in 1992 to do an interview with her. I pen another chapter to my memoir; I came upon this song, which she performed during her set. I never really knew the name of this funky classic until today when I researched it. Although I own copious vinyl from those days (it might be I have it only on a 45rpm!), I have decided to post it as a “feel-good” Chaka mini-concert to take you away. Envision it happening in the spacious yard behind the house, as you and I try to forget the everyday cares of trying to “make it” for the vacation you are going to be on.
I think that with the natural disasters, man-made disasters and financial strains of the day, everyone is ready for a “time-out” via this Memorial Day Weekend and going forward. Just escape – one way or the other. Here’s to your grillin’ and not being rained-out, wherever you are.
Enjoy this performance by my friend, Ms. Khan and my Juneteenth pick-hitt, with love.
(find out how that interview went when my radio memoir book is published – hopefully soon – and more.) Cheers.