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Saturday, August 15, 2009 9:26 PM


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9yBnieAAas

Live @ Porretta soul festival 2009 sound is bad but clear video and you can see how this sister works her thing on stage,

Monday, August 10, 2009 7:06 PM

Current mood:  blessed
Category: Music
Maybe starting a review off by comparing the subject of the review to other musicians is somehow not proper it  will not stop me here. Two of my favorite Blues singers are Phillip Walker and Grady Champion and Tenry Johns compares very favorable with those two magnificent blues torchbearers. On his latest he starts with the tittle song "Move On" which is not blues but sounds kinda like a George McCrae, Gwen McCrae type of TK records uptempo "Rock Your Baby" type joint that sets this record off perfect. Then comes "You Alright" with a perfect blues guitar intro (Yes there is that P word again") this song gives volume to the comparison with Walker and Champion also the late Johnny Guitar Watson. All of these men have and had singing styles and voices which set them apart from the others and the average.
   Tenry Johns writes and finds strong vehicles for his strenghs which are his sense of irony and humor. Being in the Chicago land area there is also no shortage of some of the best players in the blues world and you can hear the quality in every lick, pick, and snare strike. You feel all of that on "What's Wrong", "I ain't gonna cheat on you" and the chant of You gotta trust me baby is rhythmic charisma that will have you doing what good music make one do when it's hitting all cylinders.Trust me baby!
"Get out of that mess" is my temporary theme song because seems like something is always going on that ain't as bad as we make it, and we need a pep talk. This is that pep talk (thanks Tenry).
  In the past TJ has give us some great music that you should be aware of, and my favorite is a CD called "So What!"which after you rush out and get "Move On" you will be compelled to go out and grab along with "Need your Love" another very good offering by the former bass player for the The Notations. Tenry his self will tell you he is no great vocalist but he is a great composer of the songs he sings. His feel for what he does is one of comfortable confidence which is clear in his music.So if you think you are stuck with music that does not meet your musical standards cause that is what they play on the radio, then get yourself some real music from a real artist played with real instruments.
I guess I'm telling you to "Move On".
 
 
Review by Enorman Harris freelance music critic and former radio personality in Ohio.
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Monday, August 10, 2009 7:06 PM


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=waFQg5gzQGM

Maybe starting a review off by comparing the subject of the review to other musicians is somehow not proper it will not stop me here. Two of my favorite Blues singers are Phillip Walker and Grady Champion and Tenry Johns compares very favorable with those two magnificent blues torchbearers. On his latest he starts with the tittle song "

Saturday, April 25, 2009 2:10 AM

Current mood:  focused
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
listen: Hold O
FAMOUS
In today’s society of people looking for notoriety, seems like everybody is seeking out fame thinking that all of us need to know their name.
We are colored by delusion and clouded by our thought. Now when did someone change the rules, so that being famous could be bought?
We now are self important, a nation full of boobs, pre-occupied with Twitter and consumed by YouTube. You can see people acting silly and baring body parts, showing us things we don’t want to see and telling us it’s art.
We’ve been given Omarosa, and I’d like to give her back. Please somebody ask someone are we punished because we happen to be black?
You have done nothing special and you’re not close to the best, but you think that you are famous because the way you wear a dress.  You can’t sing and you can’t dance, and you’re not even very smart. You have no skill that I can see, no talent in the arts.
But yet they make us watch you sometimes twice a day, your records on the radio and you can’t sing or play.
Yet they tell us that you’re famous and we can’t figure why, and there is so much talent out there that they keep passing by. We know that they are not judging of none of what they hear.   They are judging by your looks, and how pretty you appear. For if you are not pretty, nor handsome to their eye, then they can’t make you famous if your face make baby’s cry.
I hear all this noise around me they say that it’s a hit, but to most its sounds like gibberish or audio bulls—t.  They tell me this singers famous and this group is well known for that, well there are great singers out there who die to pay their bills, While these bums collect big money for behavior that’s quite ill.
So here’s to being famous, in world that’s growing numb; where being smart pays you less than being rude and dumb. Where being ugly truly pays if you wear a clock, and pretty girls compete for the love of a has-been king of rock.
So remember when you’re dialing for the best singer on that stage, there is one at home much better who is not getting pa id. So don’t worship these false idols with your calls or your cash.  You know how we don’t buy food after the sell by date. Why should we spend our dollars on talent that’s not great?
We the public should decide who is famous, not some suit with a lot of cash. Because if we don’t buy his records the message is very clear, like Shaq in front of the basket, don’t bring that stuff in here. We want those music legends the ones you won’t let us hear. Because you are busy pushing garbage into everybody’s ear.
 
There’s still a Millie Jackson, Gladys Knight and Etta James but you force feed us Sanjaya like we weren’t given brains. Fantasia is a future legend along the lines of Patti Labelle, but they’ve got her singing junk when she sings the classics so darn well. So much for being famous they can make anyone rich, but find me another Johnny “Guitar” Watson with the next “Ain’t that a Bitch”. You can start with a Lou Wilson or the singer Jesse James their music includes intelligence, they should be household names. So while you’re busy making famous  the flavor of the day , just give the people performers that they’d be glad to pay.
For fame is for the gifted, and fame is for the blessed, and the seats in auditoriums and concerts halls will gladly hold the rest.
 
 By Enorman Harris
Dedicated with love to the worlds greatest performer Micheal Jackson

Currently listening:
Undeniable
By Toni Green
Release date: 2009-04-28
Tuesday, March 24, 2009 3:08 AM

Current mood:  artistic
Category: Music

                                           Willie Mitchell: Still Stroking from Green to Green

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   Calling Willie Mitchell a producer without putting the word legendary in front of it is like calling Emeril Lagase a cook, like calling Muhammad Ali a fighter, Martin Luther King a preacher. All these men in whatever field they were in were all much more than that simple description. Willie Mitchell the Trumpet master, the man who is credited with Al Greens vocal style and development of Hi records into a soul music staple. Papa Willie Mitchell of “Soul Serenade” fame. Papa Willie Mitchell who is as identifiable in Memphis Tenn. as Beale Street. Musicians who have benefitted from the extraordinary ear of “Papa” have been Syl Johnson, Preston Shannon, Otis Clay, O.V Wright, and of course Willie Mitchell’s other favorite instrument Al Green. At 80 years of age the owner and operator of another Memphis landmark the Royal Recording Studio is still a major influence of artist looking for a leg up in their careers. With several health issues over the years he continues to be influential in the careers of the up and coming and veterans of the music industry. ....

  One of my favorite old sayings is “give flowers while they can enjoy them” and this is a case of a man making a huge mark in his chosen profession, a mark that has tattooed itself to many who have had the benefit of his counsel and guidance. To not honor this man for his life’s work when he has earned the respect and reverence of those who have not only enjoyed his efforts as fans but have reaped the financial benefits of his sweat and genius. Now is the time to wine and dine him , and bestow upon him gifts of gold and silver whether that is a trophy, a plaque, a gold watch, a bust, or a caddilac of his choice it does not matter how you honor him, HONOR him for making the  world better for us even if it was for the short time it took for a Al Green 45rpm to play. How many people in life are given the gift to make us happy for any period of time, and to do it over and over is quite an achievement.....

   Al Green has praised Willie Mitchell and his discipline and commitment to musical excellence in several interviews over the years. Al Green himself has been given a flower or two over the years and even recently the Grammys asked him to perform with another Memphis superstar Justin Timberlake. The performance at the Bet Awards by Maxwell singing “simply beautiful”, for this writer is a seminal moment in time that Rev Al greatly deserves. Not speaking for Al Green but it would be hard to understand if he too did not agree that the man who is responsible for his biggest and most legendary hits is not overlooked and underappreciated in today’s musical landscape. Just the other day a Lady with a big voice and bigger talent named Toni Green was in studio recording when Papa Willie walked in and laid down a talk that from what I have been told  let everyone in the room know that it was his intention to help lay down the best effort for this singer who he feels deserves the best . These are my words here, and she is long overdue in the area of respect for her talent and determination for hanging in there in a business that is sometime cruel and unforgiving. I think any artist would be and should consider their selves extremely blessed to have the stamp of approval from anyone with the resume of this man.....

   I like to write about people in the music business because there are some of the best people I have ever met in my entire lifetime, in this business. Singers, songwriters, producers, promotions people (notice I did not say label owners. Lol) I have met some great people amongst them. I have never met Mr. Willie Mitchell and I never been to Memphis. As a youngster while growing up in Ohio I remember when in the mid and late 1960’s and the 70’s when there were few tall buildings and communications towers meaning no cell phones and internet and cable television and all the stuff that has made idiots of us all from time to time (darn video games). We could, at night tune in our radios and reach stations from as far northeast as New York City and I could hear Frankie Crocker. From the south I could hear stations in Nashville and Memphis and along with that sweet soul music I could swear some nights I could smell that barbeque too! At this time in my life I did not know  about producers just singers and songs.....

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  So like many of you who really dig the music and go farther than just the cd player to appreciate it, like reading a book on the subject or talking to folks who know a little something about it and the people who live and breathe life into it. If you are one of those folks who know stuff like the same guys who gave you “Flashlight” gave you “I just wanna Testify  and who figure the first mistake the new President made was choosing Beyonce over Etta James to sing “At Last” are the folks I write for, because you get it. You get that Willie Mitchell is one of the cats that built the Memphis Sound as we know and love it today. You get that Willie gave us the Al Green we know today and still love. You also get that Preachers Preach, Teachers Teach, and Producers Produce and some folks do all 3. So give Papa Willie Mitchell his bouquets, today. While you’re at it make em ROSES! Yeah I said it!....

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Enorman Harris....

Currently listening:
Al Green - More Greatest Hits
By Al Green
Release date: 1998-01-27
Friday, March 20, 2009 8:26 PM

Current mood:  creative
Category: Music

SIDEMEN: BACKBONE OF A BAND                       Tony Palmore : “Have Ax will Travel”

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   I grew up in Columbus Ohio when it had no skyline and one semi-tall building, the Leveque building. While this town was always said to be a good place to raise a family he left little to do but play sports, wait for the Ohio State fair once a year and any other entertainment such as the various circuses or livestock shows to trickle through town. But in the Black community if you kept your ear to the Radio (Wvko) and the only station programmed with blacks (what we were called) in mind you would know of a whole other world of entertainment that thrived in various neighborhood clubs. These clubs drenched in the smell of smoke and alcoholic beverages provided a much needed venues of release for the hard working men and women who toiled in places like Buckeye Steel, Ohio malleable, various hospitals, the post office and a number of exhausting professions. The entertainment at these clubs included smoking performances by late legends like Rusty Bryant, Rashan Roland Kirk, Hammond B-3 master Hank Marr and the still thriving greatness of Bobby Floyd (keyboards), Gene Walker (sax), and big voiced bluesman Willie Pooch. In those days 50’s, 60’s, and my youthful period of the 1970’s the biggest names in Black music found their way to Cow town USA. Artist like Nancy Wilson, The Barkays, the Manhattans, Phil Perry and Montclair’s, BB King, James Brown, EWF, Al Green , The Jackson 5 and my favorite Parliament ,but I first saw Funkadelic who gave the first show I ever paid to see. Did I mention Columbus was a Mecca for wrestling shows back then, of course not.

   All that was a setup for this, Columbus Ohio has always been a fertile breeding ground for musicians, and the best acts in the country have always found someone here to fill a need in their band. I want to tell you about the sidemen or the boys in band. I hope this article will start a series of articles on the underappreciated at least by the press and public for the men and women who could easily front or have fronted their own groups but for one reason or another go virtually unknown by the public who they devote their lives to entertain.

   When I was about 15 or 16 years old we were called to assembly at my high school (Columbus East) for some program they had put together for black history month or a pep rally for something. That part of this memory is not very clear, but what is, is the performance of a equally young guitar player named Tony Palmore who stood on stage in the dark until a spotlight was turned on him to reveal a young shirtless brother dark like the night but wearing an American flag tied around his neck like a cape and a red white and blue headband holding his no longer long black hair. Now you have the visual and if that is not dramatic enough he began to play the Star Spangled Banner with just his guitar Hendrix style (not too many Black folk were hip to Hendrix at this time). Behind his back the guitar squealed with what seemed like an effortless performance each note pronounced and understood by each person in the room, teachers and students drawn into the same moment of wonder. I remember moving my eyes away from the stage to look around the auditorium and seeing mouths open and wide eyes all knowing they were seeing something special. Then it went to that level of something we will all never forget and something we still talk about today. Tony Palmore took the guitar and moved it from behind his back to his face and to me looked like he was having a early lunch but the music kept coming has he began to play with his teeth. The whole room erupted and may still be standing somewhere. I will remember that performance maybe as much as any I have ever seen.

    That could have been the last time Tony ever played and he would be a legend in the minds of everyone that saw him play that day in a High school auditorium , but it was not, thank you Jesus! Tony played for 15 years with a band in Columbus that is well connected and makes more money than most of the acts who record music regularly. But the time comes when even your friends know you are destined for something so far beyond what they can offer and you must seek and follow your gifts purpose.  I started to give you his resume because I felt like maybe it would be impressive to some and not impressive enough to others. Let me tell you this about Anthony Palmore he is the best guitar player I have ever heard. He is a true professional musician, a good husband, an excellent father, a pretty good vocalist with a rich baritone and he is a wonder to behold when he starts talking to his guitar. There is always video somewhere on somebody these days and I have seen video on Tony and the group he now plays with “The Tim Talbert Project” out Lexington Kentucky.  Making that long trip to Kentucky every weekend is also tribute to the dedication he has to music and his family has to him to let him go.

  So in a time when everyone likes to say what they can’t do or won’t do, here is a cat that can do and will do.  I like to end with a motto or a clever phrase or quote when I write; Tony wrote this one for his self with the movement and progress in his life. Earlier in his life moving around to follow the music and doing what a lot of musicians out on the road do. Taking less money just to eat and fill the gas tank for the next gig. So if you need a star and he is a star or if you need a session guitarist if you need that guy who is a quick study and no nonsense in his approach to being a professional in his craft, Then Call Anthony Palmore “Have Ax will Travel”.

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Written by Enorman freelance writer with numerous writing credits

www.myspace.com/abcdenorman    enorman57@yahoo.com

Trecie4@aol.com – contact Tony Palmore

Currently listening:
It Just Don't Feel the Same
By Jesse James
Release date: 1997-06-10
Monday, March 16, 2009 10:54 PM

Current mood:  awake
Category: Music

Driving WHeel live in Long Beach Ca     Gold is Good, but Sterling is better....

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I wanted to take time out from my normal doings to revisit one of my favorite recordings and recording artist Sterling Williams. The past few years I have heard little or nothing on a man whose voice I think  rivals the clarity and smooth richness of Johnnie Taylor who many consider the best to ever sing a song. I agree whole heartedly with that sentiment.  I also think that Johnnie Taylor’s stage presence was that of a man with extreme confidence in the talent he possessed. I recently was given a DVD of a performance of a favorite of mine of many years one Sterling Williams whom I have heard recordings of for years. I have only heard his voice on cd and tape I have talked to him many times over the years by telephone. One of the things that we always come back to is the Cd “Grade A Quality” which to me, and with no question to Sterling is a classic piece in the southern soul genre.....

  If a bear poops in the woods and you don’t smell it or see it does that mean the bear did not make poop. Well because you did not hear it does not mean it is not a classic to someone who did. It is not my fault you did not hear it but the people of my audience did and Sterling is a star to them on the same level as other artist whose records I played in regular rotation. Sterling is one of many artists who over the years did not get his due in my opinion. So I take this route in reintroducing him to you by way of paper and pencil so to speak. This effort is the kind of music that critics always say today’s music is not, clean and respectful of women and big on rhythm and some airy blues this is a near perfect effort. When this Cd was first released it was called   “One day at a time” which is one of my favorites and until I saw the performance on DVD done in a small dark smoke filled club with an abundance of energy did I know how much better this song could be.....

   You know in my mind a record is not old if you did not ever hear it and these days artist and record companies release and rerelease music all the time and call it the best of or greatest hits and slap a new cover on it and wait for us to buy it.  I am telling you that pd’s and md’s miss hits all the time because they get so much music and because some artist are trying to do everything themselves and have no help to get it to the proper channels and a variety of other reasons some of which I will get into here. An independent artist with no people and no money has problems knowing where to go with a record once it’s done, and sometimes the record is not done to the level it needs to be because today anybody with software and a microphone who has ever been told you have a nice voice thinks they are Frank Sinatra or Aretha or Patti. That is a big mistake and waste of money.....

  Some people can paint, some dance, some write books, some sit around and smoke weed all day, I don’t paint, I listen to music. I have been a Dj in one form or another since I was 16 and I was paid to do it so I think that means I have a pretty good ear and there is very little music that I won’t give a chance.  What I am trying to say with way too many words is that I and others think that I am qualified to say what sounds good and sometimes what sounds bad. Cheap cd artwork sometimes is enough to land you in the trash, so if you know that you have a good product treat it as such because if you treat it like trash (bad artwork) then more than likely that is where it will end up.  I would like also to submit this piece of advice if you don’t have any money this game is not for you. You must pay to play and I don’t mean Payola I mean promotion. You will find if you don’t know anything about this business then you will be out of business very quickly. If you need help you should pay for it because people seldom do stuff for free in business, beware of those that say they will but always want you to sign something. And don’t expect help for nothing because it is hard for everyone out here not just the artist. If you don’t have an act I suggest that you don’t you also stay out of the music business till you have one because most performers make their money performing and not from record sales these days. Unless you have been grinding out here for years you have little or no chance to make it without a support system of good people or person and more money than you think you need. If you think you need this much, you should probably triple that.....

 Sterling has been out there for years and with the big voice and commanding stage presence that he possesses he should already be in a place in his life like Al Green where you perform because you want to not have to. So I have chosen to reintroduce you to the mighty mite of soul a man who is smaller than most but a giant on stage and in studio. If you want your soul hot call Sterling Williams if you want it cold go dig up somebody. You can always be shown better than you can be told so there is a DVD floating around out there with the performance that I saw in this small dark club. Go get this DVD pour yourself a drink and watch and listen as Sterling Williams turns Silver into Gold.....

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Written by freelancer  Enorman Harris....

 Who has written for Behind the Scenes Magazine,....

The Boogie Report, Blues Critic, Living Blues magazine....

Enorman57@yahoo.com....

  www.myspace.com/sterlingwilliamsblues ....

Mr. Williams Cd’s include: One day at a time renamed Grade A Quality (EverReady Records)....

My Baby’s Love (EverReady Records)....

Brand New Man (Ecko Records)....

Currently listening:
My Baby's Love
By Sterling Williams
Release date: 2007-10-30
Saturday, February 28, 2009 5:38 PM

Current mood:  blessed
   This is not about grits in the White House we have had Presidents that have eaten grits before.  Jimmy Carter, Bill Clinton, George Bush and don't forget we have had a few Presidents from the south.  This is not about The first President to openly admitt that he loves basketball and that he not only loves to play but loves his Bulls so much that he would attend a game in the nations capitol and openly root for his team against his new hometown team. This is also not about the new dog, the first lady's dresses or whether he smokes in the White House or not. I do not care if a President smokes there are more serious threats to his health than that!
   I have found myself frequently wondering  why I hang on his every word, why I feel the need to watch whenever he is on. Why I cry every other speech. Why I feel I know his pain (his grandmother's passing). Why does every trip fill me with excitement at his new adventure. Why his kids I would protect with my own life.Why the health and welfare of his family is so important to me. Family that is the key. I feel like President Obama and Michelle are family. Cousins , brother , sister, the girls neices.
   A common misconception used to be that all Black people look alike. Well we don't. I am short and dark and yes I do have big ears ,  but other than that there are no similarites between me and President Obama. He is smarter and more, much more educated. He is taller than I. I had to join the Navy to get to Hawaii. Also he now resides in the most famous house in the world. I had to move back home (yeah with my mother. no not the basement). It is a wonderfull thing to see someone who so reminds you of where you came from and who you are, to be the focus of the world. It is remarkable to see someone who could be a member of your family tackling the hardest job in the world and working  it. Having Stevie Wonder play in his living room. Are you kidding me?
   So Black People and I know this for fact, we adopt family, play cousins come to mind and Aunts that are your moms best friend and not really an aunt. Uncles well let's not talk about where  adopted (or fake) uncles come from. But Obama is my adopted brother and I hope my real brother Jeff understands. When you feel a bond where there has never been any human contact then you are either very foolish, a mentally ill stalker, or someone who understands the human connection. I realize that a man who looks like me, but not really. A man who married a woman that reminds me of most of the women I have ever known. A man who's real best friend is a man who used to be my little play cousin (that's another story (read my blog). Maybe now you can see just because he eats grits does not make him family. But a Stevie Wonder fan now that is a different story.
 
Thursday, February 26, 2009 3:22 AM

Current mood:  grateful
Category: Music

Lou Wilson and Today’s People                         Money Talk




  In this economic climate it is easy to recommend the newest release by Lou Wilson and Today’s People “Money Talk”.  For an hour or so you will forget your money problems (well maybe). This is the most fun yes I said fun, I’ve had listening to a cd in sometime. These songs will take you back to a simpler time when people wrote from their hearts and the mantra might as well been “keep it simple stupid!”  These songs are crisp and clean in arrangements , for example listen to the musicians on Money Talk, horns more crisp than corn flakes,  takes you back to those funky horn sections of the late 60’s and the 70’s.


   I do not hesitate when I say Lou Wilson is one of those talents like Al Green, Bobby Womack, B.Rush, BB King, and other great one of kind voices who with one listen will sear their sound into the recesses of you mind.  His phrasing is truly a joy to hear on songs’ like “Settle down”, “Dog in the House”, “Heard it through the Grapevine”, and one of my favorites “Taking over my Baby’s mind”.  Lou reinvents the pronunciation for the word Alien, and it brings a smile whenever he sings it. There is a velvet pebble in the throat of Lou that gives him a smooth but graveled unique and strangely comforting sound. That makes it another one of those sad examples of wonderful talent who has gone virtually unknown while artists of lesser ability get undo praise and hero worship for doing nothing of note.


   The tone of this cd is straight old school and will take you were you really want to go and that is a good place. Forget the cares of the day for a few moments enjoys Lou Wilson as he sings “Roots of my Heart” and “If it ain’t broke, don’t try to fix”. One is a Blues flavored ballad that may bring tears to your eyes like it did to mine, the other a mid tempo  joint that would have made Willie Hutch and Johnnie Taylor both smile because it is their suit size also, and Lou wears the hell out of it. Look there are many more words and a few more songs. But the bottom line is this is that cd that will make you Find out who Lou Wilson is and where he has been and what he has done.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008 5:27 AM

Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Blogging

                                                                         What  I See

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  As I sat with my mother not too long ago we talked about the childhood friend my brother and I had many a good time with growing up. His mother and mine remain very good friends even after almost 40 years. I mention this because this friend is as close to maybe the most important  episode in this nation's history and I refer to the election of Barack Obama as the first man of color to lead the United States of America. As we talked about how many meals we shared with this family as we grew up, and sometimes you cannot see certain things coming but you can understand how certain things form a person's personality and character, and the influence of education and lack of change a person's fortunes. This friends path led him to rooms few black men have ever entered but now because of his work and his bond to a future President,  many more men of color will now find the spirit and confidence to find that excellence within them and continue to change the course and perception of our country.

  We don't always know the who's the what's the where's or all the why's but sometimes the most important thing is just that it is so. So it is so that a man I knew as a little boy is at the right hand of the most powerful man maybe in the world and that both are Black men and both shared a single vision that was blessed and prayed on by many. So it is also that many great ideas take place in back rooms of homes and hotels and nothing ever happens they die where they started. This was not allowed to happen here because we have no control over the will of God. What has been done by this man and the other men involved in this seemingly overwhelming undertaking is as courageous as sitting at the lunch counter or the front of the bus during the civil rights struggles of 50's and 60's.

   As I continued my conversation with my mother, and we talked of those who with their struggle and their fight paved the way for these men to live a dream we all have dreamed to be a dream for future generations but not for ourselves. My thoughts became vivid as I saw the rejoicing Buffalo soldiers, Black slaves, smiling Tuskegee airmen, WWI AND WWII vets my uncle Tim who died a month ago, the thousand of Black entertainers and ballplayers forced to sleep on the buses or who knows where, while their white counterparts slept in comfortable beds and ate hot meals. So when the grounds trembled on the evening of Nov 4, 2008 know that it was not just the living who stomped their feet and clapped their hands and screamed in the joy of New day and a New beginning  for the United States of America but also the brave and courageous Americans who sacrificed their time , their money and most importantly their lives for the vision of the men in that back room who said hey fellas let's give it a shot.  And one of those men was once a small boy, who my brother and I used to play with, in his parents attic.

 

 

By Elliott Harris

11/10/08
Saturday, February 10, 2007 1:40 PM

Current mood:ONE OF REFLECTION
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
I Know that you like I have noticed a change in the night sky over the state of California,
most notably Hollywood these last few years. To be more to the point since Halle Berry and Denzel Washington won their Academy Awards a couple of years ago. Since then it has pretty much been a steady stream of US, African Americans making the rounds to all these displays of public appreciation and celebrity fawning. Have you asked why?
 
   Let's us look at the males that hold some casting power amongst Hollywood's elite and let's start will these names Will Smith, Jaime Foxx, Denzel Washington, Terrence Howard,
Chris Rock and Chris Tucker, Anthony Anderson, Forrest Whitaker, Isaiah Washington,  Morgan Freeman, , DJIMON HOUNSOU, EDDIE MURPHY, Derek Luke and the list really goes on and on. For the purpose of this  column we will just talk about the Black Male actor in Hollywood who is still a Black Male in America. In America where local news still shows the picture of just about every Black man arrested for every crime from shoplifting to murder at what i am sure is a overwhelming ratio to White males for the same crimes. America where Black Male athletes are held to unreasonable standards and expectations and vilified when they do not meet them,
America where stereotypes and racial folklore continue to hamper Black people in general. Then why are stars shining so brightly now?
 
  Has time changed so much in this so called greatest nation on earth that now the same gifts we have always had suddenly have surpassed those of other actors? Or is America's guilt with all the dirt we have done just over the last 40-50 yrs (my lifetime) now just so so overwhelming that now we are getting a lump sum payment. Look at Oprah that is all i am saying. We have been intelligent all this time, we have been superb athletes all this time, we have master chefs or cooks all this time, we have been teachers, parents, sons, daughters, doctors, lawyers and yes HUMAN all this time. So America I E. Norman Harris ask you why now?
 
  Alot of things have been done over the years to try to break us, and we amongst ourselves kid that we are like roaches and no matter what the world brings we will be back. For most Black people myself included believe that God is the be all that ends all the Alpha and Omega. We also believe with all that has been done to us and for us we are the Chosen People. So still now I really want to know why are we now after all these years is Oscar choosing us? You can say talent if you want, then why did Denzel not win for Malcolm X something that still gets under my cap.
Why has Spike Lee not yet won a best director Oscar. There are too many snubs to mention. But as good as he was in Training Day Mr. Washington received his Oscar for the most despicable role he has ever had, when this man has been acting his ass off in roles that were far more redeeming characters that young Black Men and Women have found inspiring and life changing in a most positive way.
 
  So really America what is that has you showing us all this love now! And really I am talking only about the big screen cause in Real Life "Its hard out here for a Pimp" by the way that song won a Oscar. Are you feeling me now? You reward us for our most negative roles and stereotypes in the new millennium like some kind of subliminal whip or invisible electric dog collar and expect to catch all of us sleeping. Believe me we also have scholars, and you will never catch us all sleeping, and some of us never sleep too busy keeping an eye on you America. When I started to write this I was thinking that the reason you chose these Brothers was not just their talent but that they all have great smiles, that's right great smiles and they all do. Smiles that disarm on a giant movie screen. Smiles so lovely that White America can deal with Black men for a couple of hours and really believe that all is well amongst us. Nice daydream! Oscars are nice, I guess if you are in Hollywood.
But we are not.
 
  I love Forrest Whitaker but if and when he wins, he wins for portraying Idi Amin
a man who is reputed to have been a mass murderer and a cannibal. As I really do not want rally for anyone, did Will Smith not just play a Father going through a divorce who found his self homeless and without a job but continued to raise his son  in a way that demonstrated dignity under fire. Shoot that is a easy choice for a mature Black America. Make no mistake America there is still a Black America, and no matter how many Oscars you give or don't give us, whether it's the nice smiles or something else. Whether your women stop locking their car doors when we approach or you cross the street when I come toward you, or all those things you do like pretend we are great friends till your daughter says she loves us. Know this America you will never catch us all sleeping, Right Rev Al, Dr. West, Spike, Bob Davis, Tavis, Sen Obamma................................. YEAH I SAID IT!
 
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Currently listening:
Curtis/Live!
By Curtis Mayfield
Release date: 15 August, 2000
Wednesday, August 23, 2006 11:44 AM

Current mood:SERIOUSLY SAD
Category: Writing and Poetry

SPIKE LEE IS ONE OF THE 5 GREATEST LIVING DIRECTORS. SPIKE LEE SHOULD ALREADY HAVE A OSCAR FOR MALCOLM X. Do you agree?

This edition of YEAH I SAID IT was to be about the good doctors in our genre of music, but that will have wait. Because of the painful images displayed in Spikes
WHEN THE LEVEES BROKE: A REQUIEM IN FOUR ACTS which I watched twice.
Why twice? Because in my lifetime nothing this bad has happened to that many people in America, White and Black people alike.But whether you saw it the first time or this time, it seems like it was mostly us by a landslide that were left to fend for
ourselves.
 
  No I was not there, and to my knowledge none of my family was there, but the sense of lost for Black folks all over was as great as if it was an immediate member of ones family, because in a way it was. The people I saw looked like me, looked like you, looked like your mama, your daddy, Aunt Virginia, Uncle Benny, Cousin Ray, and Baby Girl. And many of those that looked like you and me were floating as stiff as freshly starched shirts getting ready for church. Some of those faces were, according to what I saw were described as looters, not survivors looking for food or clothing to feed their children or first aid materials to patch wounds or stop infections. The images of little brave black boys imploring the media to save the elderly members of their families first..I got to stop for a minute.
 
  You know when you get a platform to say things that can change  or bring attention to obvious race or class issues one should try to be responsible and true to ones self no matter what the area of discussion is. Whether it is music, politics, film, famine or flood. Feel me? And like Spike I don't want you to forget what happened in New Orleans and the rest of the Gulf Coast when Katrina came as an expected yet unwanted guest wielding a machete intent on creating mind blowing havoc and destruction.
 
   Spike came across footage of Black Folk in the Super dome calling upon the spiritual
legacy of our forefathers. As it was then so it is now, when times are bleakest we pray,  we sing. At one point in his film Black folks in the dome form a makeshift choir and march around singing This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.and you wonder how, how can a light shine in all this chaos? Because first of all Black folks are different whether people want to believe this or not. We could start with the way we worship loud and joyfully. The way we dress bright and loud. The way we sing with passion and oh so much extra flair. The way we speak, we invent a new language every generation. The way we discipline our kids, you know you get  hit with a shoe in the grocery if you act up, and yelled at the same time. We are different yet we are still the same. We bleed the same as White people, we starve the same, we cry the same, we drown just the same.
 
  The images of New Orleans in crisis and the rest of the Gulf Coast are not Spikes or the Gulf Coast own, they are way to powerful to belong to such a small group. Those images are burned into the minds of everyone who saw people stranded on the overpasses, floating on anything that floated, BODIES, DEAD BODIES in wheelchairs outside the super dome in 90 degree heat, swollen  bodies, People on rooftops with painted SOS waving homemade flags and signs desperately waiting for rescue. With all the boats in the Water and floating debris N.O looked like a nightmare version of Venice on Crack. Katrina did to New Orleans  what  crack does to human beings.
 
  When it actually happened I cried till my head hurt, and like so many others my mind got sick. My faced stayed wet from tears for days. Last night I cried for my people again, this time the tears were on the inside for the most part, but some managed to escape toward the end of the 2 hour 15 min first installment.
 
  I used to think everything in this country was about race now i know much more is about money these days. We have gotten aid to other countries much faster than we did to our people down south, within hours in many cases. But with all the Black and Poor faces filling television screens the BUSHMEN showed all of us what many did not really believe,  not so much what Kanye said about him not liking Black People but I think it was more about not caring about the poor. But they did something that at first i thought was ironic and now i think was calculated, and that was when they sent Lt. General Russell Honore a Black Man to restore order and provide people with  the immediate food and then transportation it took the Bushmen almost a full week to provide. You know i until then had never ever seen a Black version of John Wayne until that day. But we knew we have them. We always knew.
 
   Look we all know what happened, but here is my observations about this subject that came to my mind. The pain and hurt for the people of that area will never truly go away. They are trying to change the economic profile of New Orleans, which means less Blacks and poor. I agree that someone blew the levy, it had been done before.
WE are still viewed as a unnecessary nuisance. America does care when forced to care. That the backstabbing and bullshit that we put on one another from day to day is a wasted exercise, and that energy needs to be put into coming together to focus our economic and political power to change things in every area that we are not looked upon as equal. And when a big storm of any kind is on the way, whether that is a social, economic, weather related or a storm in your own home we need to take appropriate action. I think I have said enough for now. My mind is tired. God bless the South, God bless the Gulf, God Bless New Orleans.
 
yeah i said it!
 
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006 10:39 AM
NightTrain




6/24/2006 7:41 AM

This brotha deserves his props!!!
He's been a big inspiration to me

I have said it before....
.....and I'll say it again

He is absolutely the best commercial radio disk jockey...

- In any city
- In any format
- Currently alive

(nuff said)
Saturday, July 08, 2006 1:41 AM
ABOLISH SOUTHERN SOUL?
 
I recently found out that Billboard magazine does not recognize southern soul. I also heard that the major label executives think it is a musical trash receptacle, and laugh at the whole so called Southern Soul situation especially the music. Once again I come back to the quality of the music, and the insistence of the labels to record songs of humiliating substance with artist of questionable talent.
  Not for one minute am I saying that all artist recording in this area of music should leave whatever singing they do in the shower. I am not one who ever liked the term
"SOUTHERN SOUL" because I believe soul music can come from every walk of life from Otis Redding to Joe Cocker from Aretha Franklin to Annie Lennox From Jill Scott
to Mary j Blige. There is a rich spectrum of Soul Artists in this world, and with the money that is still being made in the music world despite the illegal downloads on the Internet and Bootlegging which is outright theft, their is still money to be made .
  One of the first things that needs to be done is going back to making hits. When was the last mega hit that has come out of the Southern Soul scene. I am talking about a million seller, I can't remember. Can you? Money must be spent to promote a artist project. You cannot expect lighting to strike and luck up on a hit. Spend money, labels must quit being cheap! Get up off those dollars or you will keep complaing about not having any money, which is a lie, why else would you stay in the music business if you weren't making any money. How stupid do you think all of us are.
  And artists that come into this business on their own make sure you come in with enough money to tough this thing out. You cannot come into this world and not have just enough money to make a CD. You must have money for marketing and promotion, pressing, distribution, artwork and maybe some more stuff  I may not know about myself. You will have to buy ads in papers, websites like the Boogie Report and Soul-patrol.com maybe TV and of course Radio. You want to be successful, it takes money from somewhere and believe me everyone in this business does not do it for the love. We need to be paid like you do, why should I do PR for you for free. So my point is money is what motivates most people in business no matter what the business is.
  Cause the mailman can keep a tune does that mean you offer him a recording contract. No! Artists you must take back your music even if it means forming your own companies with other artist, writers, producers with like minded thinking so you guys can pool your resources and harness your power to compete.Maybe it is time to quit competing so hard against each other and send a message to the bigger labels that they no longer are gonna run this thing like a Plantation and you are tired of giving them any of your publishing at all. Don't they take at least want 50nd maybe a writers credit? That's Bullshit! Quit backbiting and backstabbing , didn't daddy ever tell ya their is strength in numbers?
   I know many of you think as I do, and none of what I say is new, but it has to be said repeatedly until it sinks in. I do more than talk, I write, what do you do?Let's change the game and to that you need to take ownership of your part in this bullshit and change your behavior. And you need to quit complaining, everybody is broke but you need to put skin in the game that means money for those who don't know. Because people in this business work for a living and will only do so much for free including me. So if you are cheap don't call me asking me a bunch of questions (questions cost). I am giving you advise and some answers here, but your managers and pr people should be advising you about most of this stuff, but maybe they just don't understand that we have to Change The Game. And maybe Change the Name cause southern soul requires too much of explanation every time you have to tell someone who doesn't know what it is. It is either Soul or it is Blues, I think that we need to go back to the days of all the players back in the studio with the singers and put the guts back in the music. Real players and Soul singers, Real Soul singers Like Kenne Wayne Ernie Johnson, Franko, Sterling Williams, Trudy Lynn, Toni Green, Willie Clayton are there many more? Shirley Brown, Francine Reed, The Chairmen of the Board, William Bell?
Anymore? Bobby Womack,Marvin Sease, Carl Sims their are bound to be a few more, but a lot of fat needs to be trimmed and Dj's and PD's are the ones who need to do this, cause as long as you play crap 5,000 units will be the standard sold for southern sole artist. I just wrote the word soul with a e at the end because you will keep making enough money just enough to keep yourself and your kids in good shoes maybe.
 
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Currently listening:
O.J. I'm Guilty
By Frank O. Johnson
Release date: 07 February, 1996
Monday, June 26, 2006 9:06 PM

Current mood:  angry
Category: Music
 There are great artist and great songs being done by Southern Soul and Hip-hop artist, but it seems that the masters still infiltrate an artist creativity by offering them money, large and small amounts to write degrading and humiliating songs about our people and culture. One  sad thing about this is because an artist has a moderate bit of success they don't seem to understand that the biggest chump in all this is the one who sings the songs the artist themselves. Are you too busy to see you are being used in the worst way as a weapon against your sisters and brothers, and while you sip whatever beverage rappers are pushing today such as the Champagne you know most people can't afford or the malt liquor that keeps many from wanting to do anything but sit on their asses and spout off stuff about Iraq and the President when they have not a damn clue as to what is happening a block away let alone on the other side of the world.
   Dj's you doing some dumb shit too! You play  bone me like you own me, that don't need to be on the radio nor does Every thing i eat starts with a P,  songs about asses swinging are bad enough but now people are singing Soul songs about standing up in it and the worst title of all "Let me Put the Head in". I got to eat too but i will not sell out my beliefs or my culture to make a dime. How much was Put the Head in worth?
We did not get in this job to further filth, we got in because we love the music we grew up with. You had artist whose areas of expertise was blue music or comedy albums and you never heard that stuff but at parties and in privacy of you own home.
Now with our morals thrown out the window because, yes i will say it BET and those foul videos that seem to dominate their playlist we now have to suffer through these demented visual atrocities in every direction we turn and every device we turn on.
 
  As grown men and women we should have long ago took back control of our music from the Masters why are we still making them rich when only imitate what we create.
Slaves were stolen from African 400 years ago, well they can't do slaves anymore at least legally so they are content to steal our ideas and our culture. My friend Bob Davis CEO of soul-patrol.com calls them Culture Bandits and I agree. So the next time some record company executive tells ya he got this hot record with an outrageous and disparaging title, listen to it and if your conscience bothers you tell them no thanks and tell them why. Because you respect the woman in your family and black men in women in general and you will no longer participate in the cultural genocide that they continue to perpetrate 400 years later. Enuff is Enough.
 
Yeah i said it!!
 
 
Currently listening:
FUNKtional Family
By Unified Tribe
Release date: 30 May, 2006