Archive for February, 2024


Now that we are at the middle of February/”Black History Month” and approaching the fifty-ninth anniversary of the assassination of Malcolm X in Harlem, I am moved to share this update.

I remember when I was a boy of less than ten years, coming along at the tail-end of the times of “Colored Only” entrances in American public buildings. It is hard to believe that was once the rule of the day.

Riding with my parents as they drove up to New England, and seeing them wait to (not) get served at a Howard Johnson’s restaurant; the waitress walking by us as if we were not there, and mom and dad leaving after a while in silent frustration.  This was in Massachusetts, not Alabama!!

Nowadays, I watch black Americans, much younger than I, re-segregate themselves, choosing to only go to the places where other African Americans congregate, instead of enjoying what we overcame in the 1960s as a result of the efforts and sacrifices of Martin Luther King, Jr, H. Rap Brown, Stokely Carmichael, Roy Innes, Angela Davis and other civil rights trailblazers. They able to go wherever pleases them, while not embracing integration.  

I came across this article among my newspaper clippings:

Many of these of the generation I speak of have the wrong mentality, in my opinion. 

We integrated American society which tried to keep us on the margins!  Do not backslide into that painfully negative era!  Many of you don’t or were not taught at the dinner table to “keep on pushin”, as the late singer/songwriter Curtis Mayfield once crooned, but know that as you re-segregate yourselves, we incrementally all lose the gains of unity fought four with true tears, blood, sweat and abuse.

Where I live, I am happy and blessed to be able to go anywhere I choose to, without being questioned or stopped; this wasn’t always the case for our race.  Now, granted, I carry myself via principle, word and deed with class and dignity, mixing via conversation with all manner of peoples, as longs as I don’t sense negativity or danger.  It is incumbent upon all of us to continue to socialize across racial lines because whether you realize it or not, we opened the doors for women’s rights, Latin American rights and other so-called “minorities within the “melting pot”!

Just be a person and not a color as much as possible.  Enjoy all genres of music, not just Hip Hop with its overuse of street curse word commonness – I almost can’t believe that I just wrote that, lol    You see I was an on-air radio disc jockey for over forty years and thereby hung-out with everyone “from freaks to famous” as the saying goes.  I wouldn’t want to live in a predominately black neighborhood – because may of “us” still haven’t had the kind of home training and educational embracing necessary to truly represent positivity, from the boardroom to the bedroom, without drugs and violence.

Don’t get it twisted, I am no Uncle Tom.  In-fact, I was one o f the most militant Brothers of my group during my university days of the early 1970s.  We grow mentally and physically, respecting Mother Nature and whatever other deity you desire and must maintain the integration advances that we gained, being ever-cognizant of individuals such as Donald Trump and his disciples, who don’t give a damn about us, getting into the President’s chair. 

I have gleaned that some of you might, but please Do NOT, vote for tRrump and his “MAGA” disciples! It would be criminal to do so. Do vote, though; third party RFK, Jr. is also an option. That’s enuff “politikin'” for now.

“Keep on Keepin’ ON.”

Septugenarily

Lumbar laughs and loves teasing adultness encroaching.

Coming to weakened wanking terms with it;

While mine is still forte,

It is not an affliction nor result of germs,

That with seventy I still have active sperm,

Which I hide from fertile female flirtations

Lest become saddled with belated baby court room drama.

Rolling out of bed that first time of the day,

I now use the other side of it;

Gravity swears at me without empathy;

Then tries to impeach my steps to the loo.

To pick up something dropped

Temporarily like Grace Jones sang,

“On your knees”,

Needs more concentration to “Get On Up”,

Like James Brown sang.

Guess all is suddenly subliminally suitable.

Yet after less than thirty morning minutes,

Downin a cup of juice, java or tea,

Am again moving youthful and judiciously

Without thought of naturally doing dalliances dutifully.

I dance to electronic music better than ever;

 Awakening hard if only to rocking down an imaginary female date!

Creating wiggling moves on her,

 Which would envy any slithering snake.

To get me underway one way is

To bend over and touch toes first thing;

A self-chiropractor am I,

Which admittedly is slightly more of a stretch.

“Use it or lose it” I lovingly admonished my elderly mother

Only a few short years ago;

She was nonagenarian expected to be more than stiff.

All this means that every day your lumbar is aligned and not sore is truly a gift.

Most days are better than our past elders,

No shame in staying retired late in bed more often.

 Which with occasional hot-cupped beverage,

Is a therapeutic blessing on a stormy day.

Always reminding me that I must soon return to the fitness gym

I actually love it;

So that next warm Mother Nature’s

Bicycle opportunity arrives,

Thus, thou opportunity it provides

I will continuously frolic fluently free with motivity,

Like our Bee Gees sang, “Stayin Alive”.

In-honor of Super Bowl LVIII, I’m jazzing the blog up with a couple of classic “Touchdown” songs from two of the genre’s giants, Bob James and Freddie Hubbard.

You may see my choices for best cutz below in red, which I wrote at the time in 1981 on the jacket! I still remember the Fantasy Promotion rep who I got my records from, up at the Columbus Circle tower, in Manhattan.

From inside the open-up jacket you can see Bob James’ musical mates on this superb super soundtrack bowl album!

The late, great trumpeter Freddie Hubbard, who I had the honor of interviewing back in 1994 for my radio show (still have the cassette!), from his 1979 “Splash” vinyl on Columbia Records, and keyboardist, arranger and producer, Bob James, from his 1978 aptly-named Columbia/Tappan Zee Records vinyl, “Touchdown”.  Thanks to YouTube, I can timely share them with you.

And…
Th-th-th-th-th-thatz all folks!! Enjoy the game! Cheers!
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