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SAMMY DAVIS Jr

Have to go into this one as I am always listening to Sammy, & especially his track Work Song, there is just something about the way he sings it…he feels every word & beat.

I have harped on about Sammy last year some time, but fuck it you will get it again.

Harlem’s own…& at times Sammy was never given the credit for breaking doors & making waves & in roads that eased the way for fellow black entertainers.

Part of Frank’s entourage The Rat Pack, but he was always the victim of a racial anecdote & here is where he lost a little respect from his brothers & sisters…but Sammy was humble & just wanted to work.

Sammy’s life in the 60’s revolved around Booze, Cocaine & Women…even had an affair with Kim Novak, which was stopped by Mob Intervention…how about that. He caused even more controversy by marrying Swedish Actress May Britt. Did you know that interracial marriages were illegal in 31 states in the US back then? The law was abolished in 1967…not that long ago people.

Sammy made a gang of money, but was spending more than he could make & was that way till the day he died, made a million, spend a million.

Sammy Davis Jr was the man, & a man’s man.

Enjoy the track….
fats: Mar 22, 2007 - 12:11 PM



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PROFOUND


Yes, kids can be profound at times.

Che, my eldest asked me, the other day...

'Dad what is the meaning of life?'

'Wow Che, that is what we call the eternal question my son, we all are looking for that answer'

'What do you think the meaning of life is Dad?'

'I wish I had an answer for you mate, but for me life is right now, this minute. What do you think ?'

'Well I think the meaning of life is just that, life'

'What, like life just is life & nothing more or less'

'Yes, that is what I think is the meaning of life'

With out even knowing it, this kid is just grasping a message that says, 'Do not look for the meaning of life, just live it'

Kids, true free spirits...sponges soaking up life.

Be well.
fats: Mar 14, 2007 - 11:32 AM



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MR WONDER KNEW.


Shed 9.40am Saturday...1st of the day : )

Pulled 'TALKING BOOK' off the shelf today, laid that platter down, needle to the record & listened to Stevie's words of wisdom.

My song of choice, was extremely relevant at the time of conception (1972). Social, Racial tensions were high, but none the less there was a feeling of a certain optimism hidden away in the corner, you just had to find it & believe in what little you found. But the words in this song still hold true today & never more so than this minute here in the UK, with the Govt trying to pass this new law regarding photography in public places & the need for photographers to have licence's, I.D.Cards to be allowed to work their trade.

And as I have said before, where are the Govt's Licence for the 1000's of CCTV camera's all over the UK filiming, documenting not only us, but the very people they do not want photographers to photograph. But it is all for our protection...where was it when Mum got mugged outside my front door for her watch, or the neighbour being mugged & having her pedigree Mastif Bitch stolen...so much for your roving eye there.

Ironic huh ?

& then there is my now old friend Mr Bush...lord knows & 'hate' is a strong word, but I hate everything about you. I will rest a little easy when you are out of office...perhaps the small waves being made in Vermont, where they have called for impeachment (in 36 districts & growing), may spread across the country...

Back to Stevie's lyrics...

BIG BROTHER

Your name is big brother
You say that your watching me on the tele,
Seeing me go nowhere,
Your name is big brother,
You say you are tired of protesting,
Children dying everyday,
My name is nobody
But I can't wait to see your face inside my door.

Your name is big brother
You say that you got me all in your notebook,
Writing it down everyday,
Your name is i'll see ya,
I'll change if you vote me in as the pres,
The president of your soul
I live in the ghetto
You just come to visit me 'round election time.

I live in the ghetto,
Someday I will move on my feet to the otherside,
My name is secluded,
We live in a house the size of a match box,
Roaches live with us wall to wall.

You've killed all our leaders,
I don't even have to do nothin' to you,
You'll cause your own country to fall.

Thank you Mr Wonder.

Be well.


fats: Mar 10, 2007 - 10:40 AM



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