WHY DIDN'T I GO SEE JAMES BROWN WHEN I COULD HAVE
The best I got was watching video of JB (and it was what I believe is, or included, this particular concert/clip; I remember the red suit) with my parents under a tent during a rainy afternoon stroll through Blues Fest in Grant Park. Of all the performances at the festival, his--on a shitty teevee screen--was the one we lingered longest to see.
Anyway: this
is focusing on the future, so that I shall do.
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