R.i.p. Gill Scott Heron.

a sad loss to music in it's art form, r.i.p.

 

A great loss.

 

Perhaps bad form to follow one's own posts but last night I played Winter in America again and - wow, what a record. Then followed with a few of his others.

These tracks have all the prescient, righteous fire that a certain few, other great American writers have brought to bear on their own society; I'm thinking maybe only Hunter S Thompson or Hubert Selby Jr, amongst his peers. Yet throughout there remains a great lyrical, even tender quality, and pure groove in places. 'Song for Bobby Smith', 'The bottle' , 'H2Ogate blues' - any of those three alone are more than most acclaimed artists ever get close to. Peace go with you, brother.

 

me too was playing his albums, "in the bottle!" and most of hes earlier stuff, superve profect of soul message, i too wish he found his heaven, R.I.P. brother,