Bad news is everywhere. But at least the moon and Patti Labelle's whoop are constant, and good. Her improvisation about the loss of body parts starting around the 4:20 mark is riffing par fonky excellence.
Until today, I had no idea she/Labelle covered this song, nor of the album's existence. So this is a bright spot today. Thanks to the inimitable Questlove and his "Mai's Salon" playlist.
It would be cool to see the moon tonight. I doubt that will come to pass, but at least we know it's still up there.