Take a minute for the Godfather of Soul

Today is James Brown’s birthday. He would have been 74 years old.

I can’t believe he’s gone. The man was a legend. He could make anything funky, no matter the outfit. Even that silly get-up they had him in Rocky 4 was cool. His suits sometimes looked like borderline discount sleepwear: always shiny, bright, and colorful. I hope he’s living it up in heaven. I bet he’s surrounded with beautiful ladies who are waiting on him hand and foot while he’s lies upon a bed of gold, 600-thread count sheets.

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