What a supreme stone drag it was to open up the internet this AM and read that Don Cornelius had died, most likely from a self-inflicted gunshot. That's no way at all for the unimpeachably smooth cat who brought us Soul Train to go out...
I can't put it as beautifully as Questlove from The Roots says it here, but suffice to say that my life would have been considerably poorer — and a lot less funky — without all the amazing music, dances and fashions that Soul Train turned me on to in the 1970s. For me, Don Cornelius was more important than Dick Clark, Wolfman Jack and Don Kirshner combined. Thank you, Don... I only hope you know how much joy and meaning you brought to so many people...
So let's go down the Soul Train line, one more time for DC...
Well put, Dan.
RIP, Mo Fuzz
Posted by: Reed | February 02, 2012 at 01:09 AM